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Where's Waldo?

By: Slickman



Note: I like my stories to be a little humorous and different. Make sure you are at least 18 years-old and enjoy.

It was a cloudy day when I returned from lunch to find a letter sitting on my chair. It was addressed to me, Steve Duncan and was stamped Personal and Confidential. I receive letters like this one quite often so I just stuck it in my inbox. I had an important meeting to go to so I grabbed my pad and pen and headed to the conference room. 

A couple of hours later I returned to my office and returned some phone calls. I finally got to my mail about 30 minutes before quitting time. I opened the Personal letter first and laughed after I read the first paragraph:

DEAR STEVE,

YOU HAVE BEEN NOMINATED TO JOIN A PRIVATE AND EXCITING GROUP. THE PERSON WHO NOMINATED YOU WILL REMAIN A SECRET. EXCEPT FOR THAT PERSON AND I, NO ONE ELSE IN THE GROUP WILL KNOW YOUR NAME. THE PURPOSE OF OUR GROUP IS TO HAVE A NORMAL DAY-TO-DAY LIFE WITH PERIODS OF EXTREME EXCITEMENT AND VARIETY. BASICALLY OUR MEMBERS MEET ONE ON ONE IN PUBLIC PLACES TO GIVE AND RECEIVE SEXUAL PLEASURE.

I chuckled, dropped the letter and walked to the door. Whoever was playing this joke on me was probably laughing their ass off outside my door. I jumped into the hallway to surprise them but it was empty. Strange. I picked up the letter and read some more.

TO MAINTAIN OUR SECRECY AND PRIVACY YOU WILL RECEIVE A MISSION LETTER, WHICH WILL DIRECT YOU TO YOUR CONNECTION. THE TIME AND PLACE OF YOUR MEETING WILL BE EXPLAINED IN THE LETTER. TO MAKE IT MORE DANGEROUS AND EXCITING YOU MUST BE WITH YOUR WIFE WHILE ON YOUR MISSION. 

If this was for real they were nuts. Who would screw around with someone else while their spouse was with him or her? I read on.

OUR REQUIREMENTS FOR MEMBERSHIP ARE SIMPLE. YOU MUST BE HEALTHY AND IN A STABLE HETEROSEXUAL RELATIONSHIP. FOR OUR MEMBERS SAFETY YOU MUST ALSO HAVE A MEDICAL PHYSICAL TO ENSURE YOUR SAFETY AS WELL AS OTHERS. IF YOU PROVIDE A COPY OF THE PHYSICAL AND AGREE TO ABIDE BY OUR SIMPLE RULES YOU WILL NOT REGRET IT. IF YOU WANT TO JOIN OUR GROUP ALL YOU WILL NEED TO DO IS WEAR A RED TIE TO WORK TOMORROW. IF YOU DO NOT WEAR ONE WE WILL UNDERSTAND AND NOT CONTACT YOU AGAIN.

I reread the letter four times and suddenly realized it was for real. Damn. I had heard about swing clubs and spouse swapping but never knew anyone who actually did those things. This was real. I have never cheated on my wife Ann and never really thought about it. Why did I receive this invitation? Did someone think I could possibly cheat on my wife? I put the letter under my desk pad and headed home. 

I pulled into my driveway without remembering how I got there. The damn letter was in my mind. Sex with complete strangers while my wife was nearby. Nuts. But, the more I thought about the possibilities the more excited I got. I had a boner in my pants that had not shrunk since I read the letter. 

I found Ann in the kitchen at the stove. She jumped when I moved up behind her and pushed my bulge against her cute ass. "STEVE! You scared me." She complained. She turned and looked down at my condition. "And, what's got into you today?" 

"You." I said as my hands moved up to cup her full breasts. 

"Don't, Allison and Macy are in the den playing video games." 

"They can't see." I said as I lightly pinched her hard nipples bulging up through her blouse.

"What if they come in?" She giggled. 

"Stop it." She pulled away and held out her hand to keep me away.

I frowned and walked into the den to see the two 18 year-old girls lying on their stomachs playing a video game. 

"Hi girls." I said as I sat down with the daily newspaper.

"Hi Dad." 

"Hi Mr. Duncan." 

Neither of them turned to look at me. I glanced over the coffee table to see Macy's short dress high on her thighs. The letter had gotten me in such an excited state I was drooling over my daughters best friend who I had seen grown up for the past 10 years. Another inch and I could see her ass. I pulled up the newspaper to stop staring. 

"Macy! You can't do that." Allison yelled. 

I looked over the newspaper to see my daughter push Macy's shoulder. Macy fell to her side and laughed. Her dress was now pulled up so high I could see the edge of her pink panties. Steam was coming out of my pants.

"Poor loser!" Macy laughed. 

Allison pushed Macy on her back and jumped on top of her. Their bare legs were twisted together and both of their dresses were over their panties. Allison panties were white with small flowers on them. I pretended to read the paper but kept my eyes on them. Allison reached up and pinned Macy's hands above her head. As she reached forward her dress moved up to her waist. Both of their panties were fully exposed to my eyes. I could see the dark crevasse of Allison's ass through her white panties and the dark bush of Macy under her pink undies. Sweat was pouring down my forehead. 

"Allison. Come set the table." Ann yelled from the kitchen. 

Allison laughed, jumped up, pulled down her dress and ran into the kitchen. Macy lay on the floor on her back with her dress around her waist. My eyes were locked on her few red pubic hairs escaping around the edges of her panties. I expected her to quickly pull down her dress but she just lay there. I moved my eyes up her body until I could see her smile and her eyes looking at me. She knew I was watching her and didn't care.

Her hands finally moved down to push her dress down her stomach. She sat up and brushed her hair out of her eyes. She stood and walked by my chair.

"Coming?" She giggled. 

Almost I thought. 

"Sure." I answered. I waited a few minutes for my bulge to shrink.

I stayed away from the girls for the rest of the evening. I tried to watch TV but my mind kept drifting back to the letter. Ann was surprised when I went to bed early. I was still awake when she came to bed in her pajamas. I was lying in bed naked. She pulled back the bedding and stopped. 

"What is going on with you? She asked looking at my prick standing at full mast. 

"It's been so long since we…you know." I answered as I pulled her over to me. 

"But, we can't….the girls." She pushed me away. 

"They are old enough." I said as I slipped my hand up her pj top. I cupped her breast. 

"Let me just do this." She said as her hand moved around my shaft. I started to complain but her hand felt so good. It only took about 6 stokes for Old Faithful to gush. 

She giggled as she moved into the bathroom to wash off her hand. She returned with some tissue to clean my stomach. 

"I haven't seen you like this since we were teenagers." 

She was right. The letter had fired up the boiler. I had trouble sleeping that night. 

Sometime during the night I made the decision to join the group. I figured I could quit at anytime and if it got too risky I would stop the mission they gave me. I awoke early the next morning and searched for a red tie.

No red tie. I had a maroon one but wasn't sure if it would count. I had to wear it to work and all the stores were closed. I moved down the hallway in my boxers to search my son Todd's room. Todd was away at college. 

I pushed open the door and stopped. I had forgotten Macy had slept over last night. Her body was lying on Todd's bed twisted up in his sheets. I quietly closed the door and walked closer to the bed. She was only wearing a strapless tee shirt and the pink panties I saw last night. She was lying on her back with one leg under the sheet. I leaned over to see her bright red pubic hairs escaping from under their silky confinement. She suddenly moved and twisted her body. Her legs opened wider and her panties stretched until I could see a large curl of pubic hair. I was having difficult breathing as I moved over to Todd's closet. I searched through his ties and found what I was looking for. He had a red tie but it had Bugs Bunny on it. I laughed as I pulled it from the rack. I turned and walked by Macy's exposed body. I captured one more mental photo and walked to the door. 

"Good morning Mr. Duncan." Macy whispered. 

I turned and saw her baby blue eyes. She had been awaked all that time. I gulped and moved out the door. 

I took my time walking through the office to make sure my tie could be seen. I got a lot of laughs and comments and even stood by the coffee pot to speak to as many people as I could. 

My secretary greeted me with, "what's up doc?" "Cute." I said. 

The morning went pretty fast and when I came back from lunch another letter was on my chair.

SINCE YOU ARE WEARING A RED TIE TODAY YOU HAVE DECIDED TO JOIN OUR GROUP. WE CALL OURSELVES THE WW CLUB. YOU WILL RECEIVE ANOTHER LETTER THAT WILL TELL YOU THE TIME AND PLACE TO MEET YOUR CONTACT. ONE OF YOU WILL BE THE SENDER AND ONE THE RECIEVER. THE RECEIVER MUST WEAR AN ARTICLE OF CLOTHING THAT WILL HELP IDENTIFY THEM TO THE SENDER. WE HAVE SELECTED A RED AND WHITE STRIPED GARMENT AS THE IDENTIFIER. 

ONCE THE SENDER HAS IDENTIFIED THE RED AND WHITE GARMENT HE OR SHE MUST SAY THE PASSWORD "WHERE'S?" TO THE PERSON WEARING THE GARMENT. IF THE PERSON IS THE RECEIVER THEY WILL REPLY, "WALDO." THUS THE CONNECTION HAS BEEN MADE. OF COURSE THE "WW" STANDS FOR WHERE'S WALDO.

THE RESPONSIBILITY OF CHOOSING THE PLACE AND METHOD OF SATISFACTION IS UP TO THE SENDER. BUT, IT MUST BE COMPLETED AT THAT LOCATION. YOU HAVE AN APPOINTMENT AT THE MEDICAL CLINIC ON REDWOOD STREET TOMORROW MORNING AT 9:00AM. ONCE YOU HAVE PASSED THE MEDICAL EXAM YOU WILL HEAR FROM US. WELCOME TO THE WW CLUB.

I put the letter down and took a deep breath. I was nervous but excited. I didn't say anything to Ann that night about going to the clinic the next morning. I waited a few days expecting to find a letter and nothing showed. I was getting worried about my medical results when I opened my regular office mail to find a letter marked "PERSONAL AND CONFIDENTIAL."

I closed my door and ripped open the envelope. 

YOUR MEDICAL RESULTS WERE FINE SO HERE IS YOUR FIRST MISSION. TAKE YOUR WIFE TO THE 7:00PM MEL GIBSON MOVIE ON FRIDAY NIGHT. BE SURE TO WEAR A RED AND WHITE GARMENT. YOU WILL BE THE RECEIVER. ENJOY….WW

That was it. Sounded simple. But, I needed a red and white striped shirt. Ann was surprised I wanted to go shopping that night. I hated to shop. She said she was busy tonight but could go with me tomorrow night. I told her I would go alone but she insisted that she be with me. I had a couple of days before Friday so I agreed. I didn't want to look too anxious or she would know something was up.

After dinner the next evening Ann and I headed to the mall. I suggested a store nearby but she said she needed to get some things at the mall. Ann stayed with me as I checked out the different shirts. I chose a blue and white striped polo shirt and she was thrilled. I normally only wore neutral solid colors. As I looked for more shirts she suddenly disappeared. Good. I quickly chose a red and white polo shirt and checked out. 

I walked all around the store looking for my wife but couldn't find her. This was one of the reasons I hated to shop. When I was finished I was finished. How they could keep looking around was beyond me. I finally sat down in the shoe department and waited. About 20 minutes later I noticed her walking from the rear of the store. 

"Where were you loading trucks?" I asked pissed that I was waiting so long. 

"I met an old high school friend and had to get caught up on her family." She said with a smile.

I was still kind of pissed as we got into the car. "You didn't even buy anything." 

"So?" She replied. WOMEN! I thought to myself.

She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. "I love you."

"Yeah, me too." I said. I felt guilty I had the Waldo shirt in the back seat. 

We left for the movies early so whoever the sender was could see my shirt. I couldn't figure out how she was going to get me alone but that was her problem. I waited in line for some refreshments and looked around for anyone who was looking at my shirt. A middle-aged black woman and her huge husband were behind me in line. She looked familiar but I couldn't place her. She smiled and I smiled back. I didn't look at her giant spouse. 

"You're next sir." The young girl behind the counter said. She woke me from a trance. 

"Poopcorn and a medium coke." I stuttered. She laughed and I realized what I had said. 

"POPCORN." I tried to correct myself before anyone else noticed. 

Too late. The other person working next to her busted out laughing. I gathered my stuff and moved over to Ann who was standing waiting for the early movie to get out. 

"Do you know that lady and her husband behind you in line?" she asked. 

"I don't think so. Why?" 

"I thought you were talking to them." She asked.

"Nope." If Ann was going to keep that close of an eye on me I was in trouble. 

I was standing with Ann when someone tapped me on my shoulder. I jumped and almost dropped my drink. I turned to see Macy standing there with a guy.

"Hi Mr. Duncan." She said with a big smile. I looked at her red hair and remember what I had seen when she slept over. 

"Err…Hi Macy." 

"This is Gary." She said looking at the guy next to her. I shook his hand. Ann said hello and they walked away. Maybe she is the sender I thought? And hoped. 

An older lady walked over and asked us what time the Mel Gibson movie started. I told her and as she walked away I wondered how she knew we were going to see that movie. There were nine other movies. Maybe she was the one?

Ann and I were the first ones in the theater. She surprised me when she sat in the middle of the row. We normally sat in the two seats on the end. Others strolled in and sat down but no one was even close to us. We were sitting in the second to last row. The movie was almost starting when I saw someone walking towards us. I looked up and saw the black woman who was in line behind me. My heart skipped a beat. She sat in the seat next to me, which was strange because there were a lot of empty seats around us.

I noticed she was carrying her coat, which she laid on her lap. I watched the movie but waited for her to say the password. She didn't say anything until almost 30 minutes went by. A fight was going on and was making a lot of noise on the screen. 

Suddenly I heard her whisper in my ear. "WHERE'S?" 

I coughed and continue to look at the screen. I glanced over to see her and her husband looking straight ahead. 

I leaned back and over and whispered, "WALDO." My knees were shaking as I leaned forward. 

The coat she had on her lap kept sliding towards me until it was over the armrest. I felt it when it moved over my thigh. I moved my hips forward to help when I felt her fingertips lightly touch my thigh. My hard-on had reached max as her fingers pressed harder and moved towards my bulge. 

I jerked slightly and moaned when her fingers touched the tip of my bulge. My prick was pushing up my pants, which made it easy for her fingers to curl, and moved around it. When she squeezed it for the first time I took a big breath of air. I had to relax or Ann or the Giant would know what's was going on. 

The woman squeezed and released my rod, which was bringing me closer to coming. I figured it was all she was going to do so I had to figure out how to hide the wet spot in my pants when the movie was over. When a car chase came on and the volume was high she reached up and pulled my zipper down. I leaned slightly over towards her to provide better access inside my pants. Her fingernails moved into the opening in my boxers and scraped against the delicate skin on my stomach until she found what she was looking for. My prick pulsed as she pulled it out of my clothing. Her hand aimed it straight up as she started a slow up and down motion. I was almost ready to come when Ann grabbed my arm. SHIT.

I thought we were caught but she said she had to go to the restroom. I moved slightly to let her pass. The woman didn't miss a stroke as my wife walked in front of her. She said something to the ladies husband and walked down the dark aisle. A couple of seconds later the big husband moved to the aisle and left. We were alone! I knew things would pick up now. 

When her husband turned the corner the woman leaned down in her seat and put her head under the coat. She moved her head over to my lap. Her lips were already shaped like an "O" as her mouth moved down over my tip. Her tongue danced on my crown as she moved her head all the way to my stomach. My prick was completely in her throat. She slowly raised her head and her lips followed. She sped up her movements and I watched as her coat moved faster and faster up and down. It was too much as I exploded in her mouth. She kept her lips on me until I was empty. Her head moved out from under the coat and she wiped her mouth. She smiled at me and turned to watch the movie. We could not talk. Luckily Ann and her husband were gone quite a while. We were presentable when they returned. 

Ann and I walked to the car. When we were inside she leaned over and kissed me. "I love you." 

Shit. Now I felt really bad. "Me too." I replied. That was it no more I thought. 

The next week I received another letter. 

THE SENDER REPORTED EVERYTHING WENT WELL AT THE MOVIES. GREAT. YOUR NEXT MISSION WILL BE NEXT SUNDAY AT YOUR CHURCH PICNIC. YOU WILL BE THE SENDER SO LOOK FOR WALDO…..WW

Church picnic? That was too wrong I thought. I tore up the letter and threw it away.

On Wednesday Ann mentioned going to the Church picnic on Sunday. 

"Why don't we pass this year?" I said. I knew if I went I couldn't' t resist. I wondered what would happen if I just didn't show up? Would they kick me out of the WW club?

"We always go to the picnic. Well, I'm going even if you aren't." She said kind of pissed off. I didn't answer her. 

I couldn't send a rejection note back to anyone because I didn't know where to send it. Ann was cold the rest of the week until finally on Saturday I said I would go. She jumped on me and gave me a big kiss. I wondered how strong I could be?

Allison and Macy went with us on Sunday afternoon. Macy kept smiling at me when no one was looking. I knew she was trouble so I tried my best to stay cool. As we pulled into the picnic area I noticed someone wearing a red and white shirt near some of the tables. 

We grabbed our gear and headed that way. I was nervous but realized I was supposed to be a sender, which meant the receiver, would not recognize me. I relaxed as I walked by the red and white shirt. The lady had long blonde hair that hung almost down to her ass. I stopped in my tracks when she turned to look my way. She was beautiful. Her blue eyes and smile could melt you. Her Waldo shirt was bursting with her full breasts. She stood up and waved at someone on the playground. I looked over to see a man and a young boy wearing red and white shirts. Their whole family matched. How cute?

We selected a table next to her and unpacked our food, drinks and tablecloth. As Ann spread the tablecloth on our table I noticed it barely covered the top of it. I looked at Mrs. Waldo's table and saw the tablecloth hanging over the sides. The sides almost touched the ground. It gave me an idea. 

Macy and Allison ran over to the paddleboats and Ann asked me if I wanted to go and swing at the playground. I told her I wanted to relax. 

As she walked away I moved slowly behind the blonde beauty and whispered, "WHERE'S?" 

I waited but she didn't say anything. Maybe she was not the receiver I thought as I walked back towards my table. 

Finally I heard her. "Waldo." 

She was still looking at the playground as I leaned over to tie my shoes. I glanced around and could not see anyone looking at me. I fell to my knees and crawled under her table. I dropped the tablecloth behind me. 


Where's Waldo? Ch. 02



Chapter 2: Ann's Story

Note from the author: This is part two of the Where's Waldo story. Take the time to read chapter one to get Ann's husband Steve's story. Thanks to many of you for your comments and suggestions. There were so many directions to take this story and I've incorporated a few of your suggestions with this chapter and the others to follow. How many of you have noticed red and white striped shirts as you walk around? Maybe there already is a "Where's Waldo" club and you are missing out? Make sure you are at least 18 years old and enjoy. 

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I was finished with my shower at the Health Spa when I found a letter on my gym bag. It was marked, Ann Duncan, Personal and Confidential. I glanced around and saw that I was the only one in the locker room. I tore off the tape covering the seal and opened the letter. 

I was in shock as I read the words. 

DEAR ANN,

YOU HAVE BEEN NOMINATED TO JOIN A PRIVATE AND EXCITING GROUP. THE PERSON WHO NOMINATED YOU WILL REMAIN A SECRET. EXCEPT FOR THAT PERSON AND I, NO ONE ELSE IN THE GROUP WILL KNOW YOUR NAME. THE PURPOSE OF OUR GROUP IS TO HAVE A NORMAL DAY-TO-DAY LIFE WITH PERIODS OF EXTREME EXCITEMENT AND VARIETY. BASICALLY OUR MEMBERS MEET ONE ON ONE IN PUBLIC PLACES TO GIVE AND RECEIVE SEXUAL PLEASURE.

Private and Exciting Group? Sexual Pleasure? And, it had my name on it. I had to sit down as I read the rest of the letter. 

"Hello Ann." A voice behind me said. I pushed the letter face down and turned to see my best friend Sally. 

"Oh, Hi Sally." I said. My face was glowing red as I hid the letter down behind my bare thigh. 

"Are you OK? Looks like you just seen a ghost." 

Sally and I normally shared everything so she knew when I was upset. My mouth was dry and I started to feel dizzy. The room was spinning when Sally quickly sat down next to me and held me. "Get me some water." Sally yelled to another lady who just came through the door. 

I was feeling week when the water came. I gulped down the water and my body returned to normal. I realized I had dropped the letter. I looked down to find it and saw it in Sally's hand. "WOW!" she said. "No wonder you are dizzy." Sally had read the letter. "Sorry, while we were waiting for the water I had to find out what had caused you to be so upset." 

"It's OK." I said. "I was going to show it to you anyway." 

"Do you think it's for real?" Sally asked.

"I don't know. It could be a bad joke someone's playing on me."

"Are you going to do it?" Sally asked with a giggle.

"Of course not." 

"Why not? It sounds so exciting." 

"I would be cheating on Steve."

The more we talked about it the more excited I became. I had always led a conservative lifestyle. Never ventured out past the safe zone. 

"I think you really want to do it." Sally said looking down at my body which had turned red. I definitely was excited. My nipples were hard nubs under my sports bra.

"Haven't you ever thought about how it would be with another man?" Sally asked softly. The other woman was still nearby.

"Well, of course. But, that is just fantasies. I couldn't do the real thing." I giggled.

"It says you can quit at anytime." 

"Have you ever cheated on Mike?" I asked.

"Not exactly." She said looking away.

"What does that mean?" 

"Well, you can't a word to anyone." I nodded my head in agreement.

"Last year I went on a field trip with my son's class to Washington, DC. During the trip I got real chummy with another parent. A man named Tom. Tom had just divorced his wife and was getting back into the swing of dating again. He told me he was too nervous to be around women again and didn't know how to handle himself. So, I helped him." She laughed softly.

"And, just how did you help him?" I asked.

"The kids all went to one of the hotel rooms to play video games and Tom and I ended up in his room. He was a nervous wreck. He was married for 17 years and had not been with another woman. At first we just slow danced in the room. We didn't have any music so we just swayed together. He held me away from him and would not let me close. I told him to relax his arms and when he did I crushed my body against him. He had a great shape. Much better than Mike's. He was hard down below and I could feel he was well endowed. At first I thought we could just mess around and not do anything serious. Messing around we did for a while. I had to pull his mouth to mine in order to kiss him."

Another woman entered the locker room and sat next to us. Sally moved away until I finished dressing. I grabbed my bag and the letter and we headed to the local coffee shop. At the outside table she finished the story.

"Keep going." I said impatient to hear the rest. 

"We kissed for almost 30 minutes. And, that's all we did. I had forgotten how nice just kissing is. Mike does a little foreplay and bam-bam it's over. This was nice. Anyway, I was tired of standing so I lead him to the bed and sat down. He sat next to me and looked at me. I was the leader, which was new and different for me. I took his hand and held it in mine. His fingers were so soft because he works in an office. Mike's fingers are so rough and course. I took his fingers and rubbed them on my face. He still would not take the lead so I moved his fingers onto my neck. I was so turned on. At the base of my neck I stopped his fingers and left his hand frozen there. My fingers unbuttoned my blouse until it was fully undone. He still did not move his fingers. So, I again took his hand and moved his fingertips down my chest. I could see his huge bulge in his pants so I knew he was excited." 

Sally took a drink of coffee and continued.

"I moved his fingers to the clasp of my bra which was on the front. I removed my fingers and looked at him. I told him to open it. He smiled and tried to open it. He was definitely out of practice. But, I told him to relax and take his time. He finally got it opened and froze again. His fingers were shaking as he pulled it open. I helped him to remove my bra and blouse. At first he just looked at me which made me feel special. Mike never looks at me anymore. I lay back on the bed and waited for his touches. He started again at my neck and moved down. He told me how beautiful I was as he finally touched my breasts and nipples. I was so hot."

"He touched my breasts for quite a while and I almost climaxed. "He had not even touched me down there." She looked down at her lap. 

"He became braver and kissed my breast and my nipple. His hand got braver too as it moved down my bare stomach to the waistband of my skirt. He released my skirt and slid his hand underneath. His tongue and mine moved faster and faster as his fingers got closer and closer to my pussy. His fingers slid under my panties and into my bush. I moved my hip upward so his finger slid into me. I was so close as he touched me. His hands pushed down my skirt and was pulling down my panties when I stopped him. I was not sure if I wanted to go that far. He understood and went back to my breasts. He had touched me and now I wanted to touch him."

The waiter returned and she stopped for a moment.

"Mike is only the second man I had touched down there and the other one belonged to a 16 year old. I pushed him over on his back and released his belt. He laid back as I released his pants and unzipped his fly. Again I was the aggressor which was new and exciting role for me. When I touched his penis I knew he was huge compared to Mike. I couldn't even get my fingers around him." She hesitated. 

"Come on. Tell me how big he was." I said on the edge of my seat.

"Ann, no lie, it was this long." She held her hands apart almost a foot.

"NO!" I exclaimed.

"Yes. I was amazed and just looked at it. He turned away from me and said he was a freak. I laughed and told him most women would kill to have such a penis inside of them. He asked me if I would kill. It was decision time. I knew this might be my only chance to experience such a size. I told him yes. I didn't want to hurt his feelings or ego." She smiled and winked her eye.

"We got completely undressed and got into the missionary position. I opened as wide as I could and he was having trouble getting inside me. He took his time and I gritted it out until he was completely inside."

"So, you did it with him?" I asked.

"Well, not exactly . His kid came back to the room and tried to open the door. We had the chain latch on it so he couldn't get in. He quickly pulled out of me and I got dressed in the bathroom. He dressed, opened the door and walked outside with his kid. I dressed and listened until he led him away and I went back to my room. That was it." 

"But, he went inside of you so that counts." I said.

"Whatever. It would have counted more if he would have fucked me." She whispered and laughed. I laughed as well.

"So, what are you going to do?" Sally asked. 

"I don't know." I answered. 

That night I could only think of the letter. Maybe I could just play around and stop when he tried to put it in? I made up my mind to try it out. I wore the red scarf, had my medical physical and received my first mission. 

YOUR FIRST MISSION IS TO TAKE YOUR HUSBAND TO THE MALL ON WEDNESDAY NIGHT AT 7:00PM. YOU WILL BE THE SENDER SO LOOK FOR THE RED AND WHITE SHIRT IN THE LARGE DEPARTMENT STORE….WW.

I thought about doing this with Steve nearby and it worried me. I wished I could have done it with him in another State but I guess him being close made it more exciting. I was about to ask him to go to the Mall with me tomorrow night when he said he needed to go shopping himself. This threw me for a loop since he never wants to go shopping. I put him off until the following night. 

"So, what do you think of this shirt?" Steve asked me. I was looking around for the man in the red and white shirt and didn't even see what he was holding up. "Looks good." I said.

I was about ready to leave him and search for my man when he came through the racks of clothes. He was just a young man. He wore the baggy pants and had a tattoo on his arm. His red and white shirt was rolled up on his biceps. I wasn't sure if he was Waldo so I moved away from Steve and up behind the young man. I tried to talk but my mouth was so dry I just made a muttering sound. He turned and looked at me and I froze. He looked as scared as I did. Neither one of us spoke. We both knew we were the WW match. 

He finally turned around again and I walked up to him and whispered, "Where's?" 

I heard him answer "Waldo." 

We made one connection. The real one was still to be made. I looked around for a private place and noticed a woman coming out of a room in the back of the store carrying a box. I took young Waldo's hand and led him through the door. 

We were in a warehouse storage room with loads of boxes and racks of clothes. He followed me as I moved to the back of the room and slipped behind two large boxes. 

"How old are you?" I asked knowing I wasn't supposed to talk but I didn't want to get involved with a minor. 

"Eighteen." He whispered. 

I smiled and thought of Sally touching the man's penis. This guy was the same age of my daughter, which gave me a creepy feeling. I thought about backing out but the excitement kept me there.

We just stared at each other for at least a minute without moving. I figured it was the first time for both of us. I motioned him back until he sat on top of one of the boxes. I looked around to the door to make sure no one was there as I unbuttoned my blouse. I pulled it open and flashed him my demi bra. My breasts were overflowing the cups. His eyes got real big. I turned sideways to give him a profile of my boobs. I had teased him enough so I moved forward so he could touch me. His fingers were hard and he squeezed like he was feeling grapefruits. 

I pulled back and whispered, "softly." This time his touch was nice. I watched and felt another man's hands play with my breasts for the first time in many years. I remembered I was the sender and had to please him. He tried to slip his fingertips under my tight bra but I stopped him.

"Let me." I whispered as I removed his hands and positioned them behind his head. 

He locked his fingers together. His body was mine. I moved my hands to the top of his shoulders and felt his muscular body under the Waldo shirt. My hands moved down his chest to his taunt stomach. I cold see the shape of his penis as I unzipped his pants. I snaked my thin fingers through his open zipper until I found the small opening in his boxers. My fingertips moved in until I touched his large forest of pubic hair. My fingers moved east where I had seen his bulge. His hard shaft jerked when my hot fingertips touch it. My fingers curled around it and pulled it out for my viewing pleasure. It was as long as Steve's but a whole lot thinner. He was rock hard. I managed to get my whole hand around it which I couldn't with Steve's thick shaft. 

My fingers moved up and down his shaft and moved under him to cup his testicles. He was moaning and I knew ready to pop. I thought about putting my mouth on him but was worried about getting caught. I needed to keep my head up and alert for anyone coming into the room. I sped up my strokes to get him off but he stopped my hand. He wanted to touch me. 

I moved up close to him and looked over his shoulder. I still had his prick in my hand. His body bent forward and I felt his hand touch my bare knee just under my skirt. His hand felt so much different than my husbands. As his hand moved up my thigh my skirt followed until it was bunched up at my waistline. He fumbled around the top of my thighs until his fingers lightly brushed against my damp panties. 

His fingers pushed inward against my pussy until he found my slit. My fingers slowly stroked his prick as his fingers explored. I wanted him to touch my bare passion. I moved my free hand under my skirt and grabbed the waistband of my panties. I pulled them downward until the silky material slid under his fingers. He was touching my pubic hair. As I pushed my panties lower he helped until they were rolled into a narrow strip around my knees. His hand returned to my dripping pussy. 

I moaned as he invaded my vagina. "Ohhh." 

His finger moved deeper inside my tunnel. He moved it in and out. My panties were restricting my legs from spreading wider for him. "Push my panties down." I whispered in his ear. His soaked fingers moved out of me and did as I asked. I watched as he took off my skimpy underwear and put them in his pocket. My legs spread to show him my womanly secrets. As he stood up his hips moved between my legs. I leaned back against the box for support as he aimed his penis to fuck me. This was it. I prepared my body and mind for his invasion. I was so hot I didn't care who came in the warehouse. I moved my lips forward and sucked on his earlobe. 

He rubbed his prick on my wet lips until it touched my swollen clit. I moaned softly and so did he. I spread my legs wide as the shaft moved into my hole. Suddenly I heard voices.

"Are you taking a break now?" Someone asked. I heard the door open and close. 

"Yes. I think I'm leaving early tonight." Someone else said. 

Shit. Two employees had come into the warehouse to bullshit. I knew if Waldo moved his prick which was now deep inside of me I would scream so I moved my hands down and grabbed his ass to hold him motionless. 

"Are you working this weekend?" Someone asked. 

I squeezed my pussy muscles tighter to feel his prick. He was thinner so I used my internal muscles to milk him. His moaned loudly and I moved my lips to his to kept him quiet. His tongue met mine as I continued to squeeze and release him. 

"I'm working on Saturday." The other one answered. I could feel his tool throbbing against my inner walls. His moaning was getting louder and louder. I had to shut him up. My muscles loosened and squeezed until his hands clamped into my naked ass cheeks. He came. "Ahh." He started to moan. I clamped my mouth over his to catch his pleasure cry. 

"I've got to get back." 

"Me too." They were gone. 

As the door closed I released my hands on his ass and his hips bucked quickly forward and back. He released his final load. 

"Sorry." He said as he finished. 

"It's OK." I laughed. We were not caught and I had experienced another man inside of me. I found some tissues on a desk by the door and used them to clean up the mess he made on my body. I allowed him to watch as I lifted my skirt and cleaned my pussy. I kissed him on the lips and exited the warehouse. He came out a few minutes later. 

I found Steve waiting for me in the shoe department. 

"Where were you loading trucks?" He asked.

"I met an old high school friend and had to get caught up on her family." I lied. He seemed to buy it. 

I felt so guilty. "I love you." I said while kissing him on the cheek. "Me too." He said. I felt so bad but so excited. 

I was perspiring as we drove home. I kept my legs tight together because I knew Waldo had my panties and I could still feel his juices dripping out of me. I didn't want Steve to find me without my panties on. 

I had intercourse with young man and it felt so exciting even if I did not climax. I knew I should feel guilty but I felt alive. I had to have more. The next week I received another letter at the gym.

YOUR NEXT MISSION IS TO BE THE SENDER AT THE MOVIE HOUSE FRIDAY EVENING. LOOK FOR THE MAN IN THE RED AND WHITE STRIPED SHIRT. … ENJOY.

Steve and I go to the movies quite often so when he suggested going to a Mel Gibson movie I jumped at the chance. I figured I could find the man before the movie started and see which movie he was going to. I would whisper the password and meet him in a movie with not too many people. 

I had to laugh when my husband wore a red and white shirt to the movies. It was one of the three striped shirts he purchased the other night. We got to the movies early which almost never happens and it gave me a chance to scope around for Waldo. Steve got in line to purchase some refreshments and I noticed another red and white shirt behind him. A big red and white shirt. The man was at least 6 foot 5 and was black. No way I was going to mess with him I thought. 

I saw Steve turn and look at the man and his wife and thought he smiled at them. I was afraid he knew them. But, when I asked him he said no. 

I decided to quit the club right there. It was hard enough to get a man alone from his wife but I had to get a huge man alone. I gave it up and went into the movie with Steve. I sat in the middle to get a better view and almost had a heart attack when big Waldo and his wife sat down next to Steve. Maybe it was fate I thought?

I tried to get into the movie but I kept thinking of big Waldo and Sally's story about the man with the huge penis. She said she was happy to have experienced it just once. About the middle of the movie I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed Steve's arm and told him I was going to the restroom. As I walked past the man I whispered, "Where's". He looked up at me with his big eyes and smiled. I could read his lips when he said "Waldo." My knees were shaking as he followed me out the door. 

I surveyed the movies playing at each doorway and saw a movie that had been playing a while. I ducked into the room and headed up to the last row. Big Waldo was quickly behind me and sat down next to me. I knew I was the sender so I had to please him. We didn't have much time so I moved my hand down to his large thigh. His legs spread to allow my small hand all the room it needed. When I touched his bulge I froze. My whole hand could not fit over the tip of it. 

His fingers slid up under my arm and touched my breast. He could do all he wanted with me I thought as long as I got to see and touch his gigantic penis. There was only one other couple in the theater so I moved in front of him and pulled down his zipper. I had to unsnap his pants and completely unzip him in order to get his thing out. He was not wearing underwear so my job was easy. 




Where's Waldo? Ch. 02



I pulled it out and looked at it in my tiny hand. I think it was the size of my son's old tee-ball bat. I didn' think it would fit inside my tiny hole so I kissed the tip. I heard him moan so I kissed it again. He moaned louder. I was making his big man lose control I thought. I flicked out my tongue and tasted him. He grunted so I moved my small mouth over the crown. I could barely fit him inside my lips. My hand moved up and down stoking his length as I sucked the tip in and out of my lips. I couldn't get his penis very far down my throat so I just licked up and down the sides of his black shaft. I sucked his large testicle in my mouth when I felt him ejaculate. I thought a dam had burst as his juices covered my face and parts of my hair. I moved up and tried to clean off his discharge when he whispered, "I have to see you naked." I shook my head no. But, he gave me a big sad look. I was running out of time. 

I looked down at the couple to make sure they were facing forward. I unbuttoned my blouse and released my bra. My white mounds spilled out at him. I wasn't going to take anything off so I pulled my skirt and pushed down my panties. I stood before him with my naked breasts and vagina exposed. His eyes made love to me. I got chills as I watched his eyes move up and down my body. But, he didn't try to touch me. I smiled and quickly got dressed. 

I returned to find Steve engrossed in the movie. I don't even think he knew I was missing. I kissed him later and told him I loved him. I felt so guilty but knew I couldn't stop.

I watched the lockerroom the next few days to try to find out who gave me the letters but, who ever it was I didn't catch. Another letter showed up when I returned from my shower. 

AT YOUR ANNUAL CHURCH PICNIC ON SUNDAY LOOK FOR THE RED AND WHITE GARMENT. ENJOY…WW

We always went to the Church picnic so I didn't have to push Steve into it. At least, that's what I thought until he said he wasn't going. I told him I was going anyway so he finally agreed. When we arrived at the picnic I saw the shirt but it was on a female who I didn't recognize. Finally, I noticed a nice looking man wearing one while playing with his child at the playground. 

I asked Steve if he wanted to go to the playground with me but he declined. Great. The closer I got to the man the better he looked. Adonis, I thought as he pushed his son on the swing. I smiled at him and he smiled back. He looked as nervous as I did. Neither of us said a word until his son moved over to the slide. He was sitting on the swing next to me watching his son when I said, "Where's?". He jerked his head back at me and smiled. "Waldo." 

I was wondered how he was going to get rid of his son when another boy came running down the hill. "Why don't you two play together? He shouted to his son. "When you are done go by your mother." 

Path was clear. I jumped off the swing and headed towards the lake. I glanced back to see him following me in the distance. The small beach was crowded so I headed over to the boat dock. One of the boats had it's own boathouse. I tried the door and it opened. My heart was pounding as I stood waiting for this handsome stranger to enter. He knocked. Duh. Come in I thought. 

Finally he opened the door and looked inside. 

As soon as he closed the door I was on him. I had never been so aggressive in my life. I pushed the front of my body up against his back and pulled him to me. My breasts crushed against his muscular back. My hands moved to undress him. I moved his Waldo shirt up and off. I wanted to explore his tanned back but I wanted him naked. My fingers moved around his waist and unbuckled his shorts. I released them and pushed them downward. I watched as his perfectly formed muscular tanned ass appeared. His briefs and his shorts lay at his ankles. He was stark naked before me. I had to see the front. I pushed on his side until he was facing me.

My eyes moved down from his blue eyes to his manly chest, abs, and finally his prick. I had to hide my disappointment. He had about six inches of hard flesh. It was good enough for me as I looked around and decided to lead him down into the small runabout boat. He laughed as I pulled him down to the small bench seat on the back of the boat. He moved down on his back with his hard-on pointing upwards at me. 

I quickly pushed down my shorts and panties. I had to feel this beautiful man inside me. His eyes were locked onto my bush as I moved my leg over to straddle his hips. I touched his prick for the first time. He groaned as my fingers stoked him and guided his tip to my entrance. My pussy was dripping as I lowered my body onto his. He prick might be smaller than my husband's but, it felt so good sliding up into me. His hands moved up to cup my breasts still covered by my blouse and bra. I began to slowly lift my hips up and down. I was fucking a complete stranger and the excitement of doing it while our spouses were nearby was making me crazy. I moved my lips down to his bronze face. His hands moved around to cup my ass as he helped raise and lower me on his hard-on. 

It didn't take very long for both of us to approach satisfaction. Each slow stoke brought us closer to fulfillment. I was ready and so was he. I moved my tongue in and out of his mouth to match our fucking strokes. I sped up my tongue and he sped up his fucking. I came first. "OH GOD!" I yelled. He was right behind me. "AHHHH!

I knew time was short and pulled him up with me to gather his clothes and to get him out of her. I looked out the door first and noticed Steve coming down the hill. SHIT. I told Waldo Adonis to hide out in the boathouse until we had gone. 

I moved out and sat on the dock and pretended to be shocked as he came up on me. "STEVE! You did it again." 

I turned to look at him. "Why are your knees so dirty?" I said trying to get the focus on him.

"Getting these for you." He said handing me some flowers. I sneezed. He threw them in the lake. 

I was trying to figure out a way to get him away when the rains came. We hurried back the table to see Allison and Macy standing at our van dripping wet. Our clothes were soaked and we could all see our bodies through them. I told everyone to get into the van and to strip. 

I tried to turn from Steve in case I had some lovemaking marks but I couldn't see any. As I pushed down my panties I could see Waldo's juices. I glanced over at Steve and noticed him looking in the side mirror. He had to be looking back at Macy. Good. Let him look I thought as I took off the stained panties. I glanced back to see both girls naked and taking their time to towel off. Steve's prick was reacting to the backseat view. I wondered how it would feel to have him fuck me only minutes after someone else. Too bad the girls were here.

The next day at the gym Sally cornered me. 

"So, how was it?" She asked. I had told her about the picnic mission.

I looked around and whispered. "We did it." 

"Holy shit. Really?"

"Yes, and it was fantastic."

"Was he big?"

"Not really but he had the perfect body."

"So, how do you feel about it now?"

"Good and bad. I want to stop but I'm hooked." 

"God, I wish someone would ask me to join." 

"Well, maybe someone will?"

We moved into the shower room together. I took off my robe and placed it on the hook outside my stall. Only Sally and I were in the showers at that time. I could hear her in the shower stall next to mine. I was soaping my ass when I heard her moan. God, she was masturbating. 

I moved my soapy hands over my nakedness as I listened to her moans get louder and faster. I had never thought about having sex with a woman before until I heard her. I envisioned my hands moving over her body and found myself touching my vagina. Pussy! I tried to hold back my moans but it was too good. My eyes were closed and I didn't hear my shower door open until Sally's body bumped against mine. 

"What? Sally?" I said as I pulled my fingers from my wet box. 

"I heard you." She giggled. "Let's do it at the same time."

"I can't do that." I said with a red face. Masturbation is supposed to be private. I thought.

"Yes you can. You fucked another man so you can do this." Sally said as her fingers moved up to toy with her hard nipples. I had never really noticed her body until now. Her breasts were fuller than mine were and her nipples were longer. Her light brown pubic hair was trimmed into a small puff above her shaved lips. My eyes were staring at her pussy when her fingers dove in. 

Her eyes closed as she played with herself. I broke through a barrier as I slid my fingers to my hard clit. I closed my eyes as I touched and played. 

"I knew you could do it." She whispered. I opened my eyes and smiled at her. 

"Have you ever touch another woman?" She asked. "NO!" I said loudly. My fingers stopped moving as I looked into her eyes. I was frozen as she took my hand and pulled it towards her body. 

"Sally." I whispered. "Shhhh." She said as she guided my fingers to her lower stomach. I felt the small patch of hair as she aimed my fingers to her hole. 

"Right there." She said as my fingers touched her hard knob. She moved her fingers off my hand. She wanted me to move it on my own. My eyes were still locked onto hers as I flicked my fingers up and down her clit. Her face opened into a big smile as her hand moved over to fingerfuck me. 

"Tell me more about fucking Waldo." She whispered as our fingers brought us joy.

"He was tanned all over. His firm little ass was completel;y tan. He had no chest hair. His prick was so smooth with a small crown on top." 

"How big?" She asked as her finger slipped into my channel. "This big?" She asked as her long middle finger moved all the way inside my inferno. 

"Bigger and wider." 

"This big?" She said again as she pushed another finger inside me. 

I spread my legs wider. "More."

She added another finger. "Yes." I moaned as her three fingers fucked my pleasure hole.

I added another finger to her pussy as we stopped talking. Her fingers matched my speed as we brought each other to the edge. "Now?" I asked. "Yes. Now." She replied. Luckily no one came into the showers at that moment because we both screamed as we came. "OHHH YES!" 

"Now, get out of here and let me shower." I said jokingly. 

My conservative life was blown away. I was now in a free for all spin.

Steve asked me to go to the political rally the following weekend. It was like he knew what my next letter said. I was starting to wonder. Maybe Steve was the one sending me the letters? He did buy a red and whitel striped shirt. I made a mental note to keep an eye on him. 

The rally was pretty cool. There was an abundance of red and white shirts for me to checkout. However, only one of them was on a man. He was an older man who was working the bar. A waitress told me he was the husband of the republican mayoral candidate Lisa Wilson. Steve got lost as usual so it gave me time to check out the area for a secluded spot. I noticed a large trailer on wheels that was labeled "Wilson Caterers." It must be a storage trailer. 

I moved to the bar and the lady bartender gave me a drink. As Waldo walked over to me I was about to say "Where's" but saw Steve sat down at the other end of the bar. I knew he could hear me. I motioned for the man to come by me. "Can I help you?" he asked. I took a pen from my purse and wrote on the napkin in front of me. "Where's" He took the napkin and read it. He smiled, borrowed my pen and wrote. "Waldo." I motioned towards his storage trainer. I moved to the trailer and was opening the door when I heard him behind me on this cellphone. "That's OK take you time. I'm set here as well." He must have been talking with his wife.

I was sitting on a pile of small boxes when he came inside. Again I was the aggressor so I moved to allow him to sit. I knew we had some time so I wanted to do it right. I moved back away from him and took off my clothes. His smile stayed on his face as I pulled my bra off my naked mounds. I turned and pushed my panties down my ass. I knew he could see everything but I didn't care. I turned and stood before him completely naked. I pointed to him. He stood up from the boxes and slowly stripped. He had a pretty good shape for an older man. His body was covered with hair, which was new to me. Steve and the other Waldo's had bare chests. 

His prick popped out at me as he pushed his boxers down his thighs. Whoever, said they all looked alike was dead wrong. His prick was about 7 inches long and was just as thick. He and I stood erect only a couple of feet apart. I slowly started to him. He remained frozen as my nipples touched his hairy chest first. His huge log brushed against my stomach. I wanted him inside me.

He grabbed a pile of the Waldo shirts and threw them on the floor. Soft padding. I grinned as we lowered ourselves downward. I tried to think of a new position when he moved his body behind mine. His hands moved up under my arms to cup my breasts. As he played with my nipples his prick pushed against my ass. I automatically moved forward to rest my hands on the floor. I was his doggie. 

His hands moved over my hips and down my ass cheeks. His fingers spread them until my rear hole was stretched. No one had ever touched me back there. I flinched as his finger moved around the puckered opening. He moved his fingers under until my pussy juices covered his hand. He returned to my anus and spread my wetness. I knew what he wanted when his fingertip moved inside my rear. I spread my legs wider as his finger invaded my bowels. It felt so weird yet so exciting to have a stranger touch me back there. 

He must have known I was too tight for his prick because he moved his tool to my pussylips. As he entered me my pussy stretched to allow him inside. He was so thick air could not escape. I relaxed and he moved all the way inside. He began to doggie fuck me. It was exciting but not enough. I moved my fingers under my stomach until I found my clit. I stroked it as he pounded my ass. It felt so good I was lost in pleasure land until I felt his finger return to piston into my rear. His finger matched his prick as they slid in and out of my holes. It was too much for me as I climaxed before him. My body shook and I screamed. "NOW!"

I was finished but stayed in that position until he came. But, he slowed down and pulled out of me. I wondered why until I felt the tip of his prick pushing between my ass cheeks. He wanted to fuck my ass. I pulled away but he pulled me back. I was about ready to complain when he shoved his crown inside my ass. "OHHH" I moaned out of pain and pleasure. I knew he was not going to stop so I made it easier on myself by spreading wider and relaxing. His prick moved slowly in and out until he had about four inches inside me. I was getting used to it and was actually pushing back as he pushed in. It only took about 8 strokes when I felt him fill me up with his juices. "AHHH" he moaned as he pulled my hips to his stomach. 

My ass was not a virgin hole anymore. 

I was pretty sore as I walked back to find my husband. I did a great acting job. I forgot to notice if he was busy with a red and white shirt waitress. He did seem to be nervous about something when I asked him what he had been doing. "Took a walk." Was all he could come up with. After playing doggie with Mr. Lewis I didn't want to press him too much.

I was still sore the next few days. I missed working out the next day in the gym. I changed into my swimsuit and headed to the coed Jacuzzi. I was sitting there when Sally brought me the letter.

"I found this on your gym bag." She said while handing it to me.

She moved next to me. I opened the letter and we read.

YOU WILL BE THE SENDER AT A BIRTHDAY PARTY THIS WEEKEND ON A PARTY BOAT. LOOK FOR THE RED AND WHITE SHIRT. THE BOAT WILL BE CROWDED SO GOOD LUCK….WW

"Shit, I'm still sore from my last mission." I said.

"Tell me about it." She whispered.

I told her about the man fucking my pussy and ass with his thick rod. It only made Sally even more exciting. 

Sally was reading over my shoulder. "Let me go in your place." She whispered. 

"I wish I could." I said. 

"Why not? I could look for the man in the red and white shirt."

"And, what if you get caught? I'm the one who gets booted from the club."

"It will work." She insisted.

"OK, but if anything looks fishy I'll take over." I thought it would give me some time to keep an eye on Steve. 

Steve did not notice Sally at the gathering and we kept our distances. Although Sally and I were good friends Steve and her husband did not socialize. Most everyone but Sally and I were smashed with booze before the boat left the harbor. I noticed the man right away. He made sure to walk around so the sender could find him. Sally winked at me as he moved in front of me. He was a tall man who had huge feet. I remembered the old wives tale about the size of a man's dong being directly proportional to the size of his feet. I was wishing I had not agreed with Sally. Sally wore the same color clothing I did and wore the same makeup. I wanted to make sure we looked alike in case someone described the sender to the Waldo team. 

Sally must have been nervous because she did not confront the Waldo until we were far out into the ocean. I watched as she walked by him and whispered. He turned and whispered back. Sally headed up to the top deck, which was basically empty. The man followed. I moved to follow him when I noticed Steve staggering behind him. I didn't want to get that close so I stayed way back. I moved slowly up the stairs and saw the man sitting alone on one of the benches. Steve and Sally were not around. Shit. Was he fucking Sally? I wondered.

I entered and moved over to sit by Waldo. "So, how do you like the trip so far?" I asked while looking around for my husband and best friend. 

"Shhh." He said looking at me. He was so drunk he thought I was Sally. He lunged at me but, I moved away. "You need to sober up." I laughed. "But,…" He began to say until Sally moved out of the restroom nearby. He looked at me and at her and realized his mistake. He smiled and motioned for Sally to join him.

"He's all yours." I laughed as I walked to the door. I still couldn't find Steve.

I moved downstairs, looked all around the ship and still couldn't find him. Maybe he was in the Waldo club and had matched up with someone on board. I didn't remember seeing a woman wearing a red and white outfit but I was not looking for one either. I moved back up to the top deck, peeked through the door window and saw the man sitting on the same bench. Sally's hands were cupping his ass. She was giving him a blowjob. I moved inside without disrupting them and noticed Steve's feet under a nearby table. I peeked under and saw him sleeping it off. He must have been under the table sleeping when I came up the stairs before.

I was going to leave but decided to have some fun. I walked over to Sally and knelt beside her. Her mouth was full of his prick as she sucked it in and out. Her eyes looked over at me wondering what I was doing there. Her eyes motioned me away. I laughed. I moved my lips to her full mouth. She pulled out his shaft and offered it to me. We took turns giving him head. I let her finish him. He was so drunk he must have thought he saw double. 

Sally and I moved downstairs and I waited until Steve sobered up. Sally waved goodbye as she exited the boat with Mike. Steve had not made a connection so my suspecions were way off. 

The next week I finally got the chance to be a receiver. I looked for my Waldo shirt and remembered Allison loaned it to Macy. She got it back just in time for me to wear it to my next assignment at the local flea market. How I got Steve to go was beyond me. He hated shopping especially yard sales and flea markets. I wanted to make it easy on the Sender so I wore some new thong panties with a short skirt. Steve was quick to pick up on it but he dropped it. 




Where's Waldo? Ch. 02



I ditched Steve early and walked around for quite a while until a man came out of nowhere and said "Where's." I looked around to make sure Steve was no where close to me. "Waldo." I answered. The man was tall with dark hair. He had a nice smile. I automatically looked down to see the large tent in his pants. We both smiled as my face returned to his. 

I waited to follow him but he handed me a note instead and walked away. I moved behind some people and read the note.

"MEET ME IN THE LARGE BUILDING IN THE RUG AND CARPET SHOP. IT IS CLOSED BUT COME INTO THE REAR ROOM."

I guess notes are not considered talking and it was safer than following him through a crowd where my husband could be located. I saw the building but took the long way around to it. I moved quickly down the aisle until I found the Rug shop. The rear door was cracked slightly so I moved inside. He was waiting for me.

I figured his age to be in his forties and except for a small pouch was in good shape. I locked the door and walked over to him. He was sitting on a pile of rugs when his fingers moved to my knees. His touch tickled me as his fingers explored. I giggled as he moved his fingers up my thighs. His long arms helped as his fingers touched my bare thighs and soft skin. I slowly opened my legs to give him access to my vee. When his fingertip touched my panties my knees trembled and spread wider. He slowly moved his fingertip up my slit canal to my clit. I moaned. He pulled his hands from under my skirt and stood before me. 

His hands moved outward until he was cupping my covered breasts. Not much technique I thought as he moved his hands over my chest. Again his fingers tickled me and I laughed. His fingers clamped onto my shirt and pulled it up over my bra. He stopped and I couldn't see. Finally he pulled it off my head and threw it aside. His finger fumbled with my bra until it released. He quickly slid it off my breasts and hard nipples. His fingers played with my rigid buds. I laughed again. So, far this guy had proved to be a bust when it came to making love and was somewhat comical. Comedy was not what I was looking for right now.

He made me smile as he moved down to his knees and pulled my shorts. He was not too bright. My shorts were finally released and he pulled them down my legs. I looked down to see my thongs wedged into my pussy lips. My pubic hair was spilling out the sides. I adjusted my thongs. 

His fingers pulled down my skimpy panties until my bush appeared. He stopped and moved his fingers into my thickness. He lightly played with my hairs. What was up with this guy? I was ready to call it off as he pulled my thongs from my wet lips and down my legs. I stood naked and all he did was look at me. I was feeling embarrassed so I moved over to the pile of carpet, crossed my legs and sat down. 

This joker was almost history until he pulled his pants down over his briefs. His bulge was huge! It was bent over under his briefs but still stuck out at least six inches. My interest in him increased as he pulled his briefs outward and over his prick. It sprang out at me and was at least a foot long. I just stared at it.

I thought of Sally on the field trip as I moved back to spread my legs. I grabbed his shaft and pulled until he was aimed at the target. He could make me laugh all he wanted as long as he fucked me with his giant keilbasi. He knew what to do next as his shaft tip moved inside. His hands held onto my shoulders as he moved in, in, and in. I moaned continuously as it slithered into my snake pit. 

I broke the silence rule. "Fuck me." I whispered in his ear. His hips began a slow but increasing in and out motion. I moan with every stroke inside. The rug pile was moving as he pounded me with his shaft. I came first and he was right behind me. It took a few minutes to empty the gas nozzle so I laid back until he was finished. 

He was a good fuck but not someone who you could spend quality time with. I hurried and dressed to find Steve. I now knew how it felt to be fucked by a horse. But, I preferred the rider and he was my husband. "I love you." I said giving him a kiss. 

The WW club had me busy. The next week I received my next letter. 

"LOOK FOR WALDO AT THE FRIDAY NIGHT FOOTBALL GAME…..WW.

This would mean my daughter and probably Macy and her boyfriend would be there which might make it tough to slip away. Steve again suggested we do to the game. It was like he had ESP or something. I was again suspicious that maybe he was the one sending me the notes. But, why would he want me to have sex with another man? It just didn't add up.

We got to the game early and I almost died when I saw who was wearing the red and white shirt. It was Gary, Macy's boyfriend. Shit. If he spilled the beans everyone would know and I could lose my marriage and my daughter. The decision was tough. I looked around to see where we could escape to and remembered we drove the van. I had the keys so the place was set. 

At the sound of the horn at halftime I made my decision and moved down the stairs. Gary was looking at the field when I said, "Where's." His face was in shock when he turned around and saw me. I smiled and stood there until he muttered, "Waldo." This was going to be fun. He followed close behind as I moved to the van. I opened the side door and moved inside. 

"Hurry." I told him as he stood outside. He quickly moved in and shut the door.

"Mrs. Duncan." He stuttered. "I…" 

"So, what is your pleasure?" I asked as I pulled him next to me in the rear bench seat. Forget the no talking rule I thought. I knew him and he knew me. And, we were going to get to know each other intimately.

"I'm not that experienced." He said looking downward. 

"Well, let's change that." I said smiling. I was the teacher and it felt good.

"You can kiss me if you want." I said.

Gary moved his body closer and moved his lips to mine. His tongue did not move out of his mouth so I went in to get it.

"Uhhhh." He moaned as my tongue fucked his lips. My hand moved down to his pants to see what he had. His prick was bulging up into my fingers. "OHHH!" he moaned as I squeezed it. "I'm close…." He said as his body jerked up into my palm. He came. 

"Go ahead empty it." I whispered as I continued to stroke the tip. His pants now had a gigantic wet spot. 

"Ok, now we can get serious." I said. I knew his recovery time would be short. I took his hand in mine and moved it up to cup my breast. He squeezed and squeezed too hard. "Easy." I said as he loosened his grip on my boob. 

I pulled my shirt up over my bra and reached around back to release it. Gary's eyes were like saucers as my naked breasts came into view. He reached out quickly to touch me but I caught his hand. "Easy, like this." I said as I guided his fingertips over my velvet flesh. He was a fast learner so I released his hand and let him do it himself. His light touch was making me wet. I had to feel him inside me.

I moved back on the seat until I could unsnap my shorts and push them down my hips. Gary watched as my shorts and panties moved over my bush, my thighs and off my feet. I lay back on the seat and spread my legs wide open for him. 

"I'm not the first am I?" I said watching his face. It was like he was looking at a naked woman for the first time.

"Kind of. You see I have did it with Macy but it was dark both times." Gary replied. 

He had no problem seeing my naked body as I spread my legs as wide as they would go.

"Go ahead look and touch all you want." I giggled as I closed my eyes. 

All he did was look for almost a minute. Finally I felt his light touch on my thigh. His fingers moved north until they perched on the outside of my pussy. "Go ahead." I said again. His fingers moved into my bush and slit and explored. He touched every possible area and moved his fingers inside of my dripping hole. 

"Touch me here." I said while guiding his fingers to my clit. "Like this?" He asked. 

"Here." I said guiding him to the G-Spot.

"That's it." 

"OH YES."

"Press a little harder." 

"OH GOD." 

I was ready. I opened my eyes and looked at him. "Well, are you going to fuck me or what?" I smiled.

Gary smiled as well as he slid his jeans and boxers down his hips. I peeked between his legs to see a nice size prick. He moved up on top of me and pushed inside. He started moving quickly up and down. My hands moved behind him and grabbed his young firm ass and held him tight against me. He pumped into me faster and faster than anyone had ever done before. 

"I'm coming." He said as his hips moved faster and faster. I was right there with him. "Fill me up." I screamed hoping no one was in the parking lot. 

Gary slowed down and almost stopped when I felt him speeding up again. "Can I do it again?" He asked as he continued to fuck me. Three times in less than 15 minutes. This young man will make a lot of women happy I thought. "Sure, but speed it up this time." I laughed. I was only kidding but his hips moved even faster. He lasted longer this time and I even came again. "That's it." I laughed. We have to get back before we are discovered missing. As we got dressed I noticed his prick to be about 7 inches. I was thinking of ways I could have him again. 

I went back to the field first and couldn't find Steve or the girls. I was reading the program when I said Steve walk up to Gary and speak to him. Gary jerked back and they exchanged some more words. Damn. I wondered if Steve had saw us. 

I pretended to be reading the program again when Steve sat down. 

"What were you saying to Gary?" I asked trying to not look nervous. 

"I asked him how it felt fucking my wife." Steve answered.

"What?" I said not expecting him to say what he said. Shit he knew.

"But, how?" I asked. 

"Check out Macy's shirt." He said. I glanced down to see Macy's red and white shirt. 

"You mean…" 

"Where's Waldo?" 

"You're a member?" 

"Yep, and so is Macy and so is Gary." Said with a big smile.

"But, how.." I asked. He put his finger on my lips. "We can talk later and I'll explain. For now, I love you." 

"Me too." I said relieved but still shook up.

When Gary and I got home that night he told me the whole story from the beginning. When he finished I told him my story. 

"So, what do we do now?" I asked as we lay on our bed. 

"What do you want to do?" He asked back.

"I asked first." I smiled.

"Well, I don't want to lose you. I love you. But, the Waldo thing has fired me back up."

"Me too." I said. 

About that time someone knocked on our door. "Mom?" 

It was Allison. Steve told me she knew about the Waldo club and had watched him fuck Macy in the equipment room. 

"I need to talk to you." She said. 

I kissed Steve on the lips and moved to the door. I opened it and moved out in the hallway. Allison stood there in her short nightie.

"I have to talk to you about tonight." She said. 

"Let's go into your bedroom." I answered. 

"We can't Macy is in there. She is sleeping over again. I think I hate her."

I pulled her into Todd's room and shut the door.

"Steve told me what happened tonight." I said with my arm around her.

"You know and you are not mad." Allison looked at me with a puzzled face.

"Honey, both your dad and I got caught up in this Waldo club. We are both members."

"Oh great. Everyone's a member but me." She moaned. 

"Is that what you really want?" I asked. Allison was now 18. I knew she had sleep with some guys but it was all I really knew. 

"Yes." She said softly. 

"Steve told me he recommended Macy for membership. I should be getting a chance to do the same. If you really want to do it I'll nominate you." I said kissing her on the cheek. "You know it will mean having sex with strangers in public places."

"But, don't I have to have a boyfriend?" She asked. "Macy said it had to be someone in a relationship with someone else." 

"Yes, but I think you can arrange for that to happen if you really want to. What about all those guys who are asking you out?" I replied.

"I just don't want to get serious with anyone right now. I'm heading to college next year and don't want to be locked down." She said.

"Well, pick out the guy who is interesting, good looking, and hot and I'll help you keep his interest." I said.

"You'll help me? You mean? Well, that's cool I guess as long as Dad doesn't mind." Allison laughed. 

"I don't think your dad will mind at all. He got to watch one of my missions and said he greatly enjoyed it. Did you enjoy watching him and Macy?" 

"He told you? At first I didn't know whom she was with and, when I saw him I was pissed. But, as I watched them I….you know." 

"Was excited?" 

"Yes." 

"Don't be too upset. It's natural to be excited. How would you like to watch your dad and Macy again?" 

"Tonight?" 

"Sure. I'm positive neither of them will turn down the chance."

"OK."

Allison and I moved back into the hallway and as she opened the door I saw Macy lying back on Allison's bed in only her panties. She definitely was a beautiful girl. Her bare breasts were covered with bright pink nipples. She was not shy. "Hi Mrs. Duncan." She said. 

"Allison. Will you leave Macy and I alone for a while?" I asked.

"Sure Mom. I'll go visit dad. We have some talking to do." Allison said as she closed the door behind her.

"I guess you are pissed at me?" Macy asked. 

I sat next to her on the bed. "Not at all." Steve was the one who invited you to join the club. "But, there is something I have to tell you." 

"What's that?"

"Your boyfriend is also in the club." She looked at me puzzled. 

"Gary? He didn't say anything." 

"Did you?" I asked. 

"Well no. I was afraid he wouldn't like it." 

"I guess he felt the same way." 

"How do you know about Gary?" She asked. I could see her nipples become harder and more pointed. 

"While you were fucking my husband I was fucking Gary." I answered.

"You and Gary?" 

"Yep, Where's Waldo." I smiled. 

"HOLY SHIT!" she cried. 

"Right now I wonder if you would do me a favor?" I asked. I could see Macy's panties become wetter and wetter as we talked. I remembered my masturbation thing with Sally in the shower room. I wondered if Macy would fool around with another woman.

"Sure anything." She answered. 

"Would you like to have sex tonight in our bed?" I asked. 

"With Mr. Duncan?" she asked with a big smile. 

"Yes, and with me?" There, I said it and couldn't take it back.

"You mean?" She looked at my eyes.

"Yes. I have not been with a woman before but lately have wondered how it would be?"

"Gosh. I don't know if I could. You know." She now looked embarrassed and was slowly closing her legs to block my view. 

"That's OK. If you don't want to I understand. But, I would like to watch you and Steve together." 

"OK." She agreed. 

"Oh, there's one more thing." She looked up at me.

"Allison wants to watch as well." Her face again turned to shock.

"No fucking way!" She exclaimed. 

"OK if that's what you want." I answered.

"No, I didn't mean no. I mean I don't believe she would watch like that."

"Well, she did in the equipment room." I answered.

"Hey, that's right. OK I'll do it." She said as she moved up to put her arms around me. Her naked breasts moved against my covered ones. She held me tight against her. As she opened her arms her lips moved to mine. At first I was s frozen as her lips and tongue attacked my mouth. She pulled her lips away and whispered in my ear, "I want to do it with you too." 

I smiled and opened my lips for another woman for the first time. Her lips were so much softer than a man's. Her tongue moved in and out of my mouth like a narrow cock. Both of us were breathing heavily when I pushed her back. "Not here." I said with a wink. She smiled back and followed me to my bedroom. 

The door was not totally closed so we peeked in the small opening. Macy moved her naked breasts against my back as we looked at Allison and Steve. Steve and Allison were hugging on the bed. Steve was only wearing his pajama bottoms and Allison her nightgown. Her panties were visible as her crotch rubbed against Steve's thigh. 

"You know you are my special baby." Steve whispered as his hand moved over Allisons's back. He pulled her nightgown up over her ass until her small white panties were visible. The thin material was wedged between her ass cheeks. His hand moved off the silky material to the top of her ass. As she rubbed her pussy against his thigh his fingers moved down over her bare ass cheeks. 

"Oh MOM!" Allison cried as she heard us enter. She pulled away and I could see the huge bulge in Steve's pj shorts. He had been rubbing it against Allison's stomach. 

"We got here just in time." I laughed as Macy and I sat on the bed next to them.

"We were just…." Steve started to say.

"Shhh." I said. I looked at him and at Macy. "Macy wants to spend the night in our bed." 

"You do?" Steve asked looking at Macy. She just smiled and shook her head yes. 

"What about Allison?" He asked looking over at our daughter.

"She can watch if she wants to. Actually she can do anything she wants." I said looking at her panties which showed a damp spot on the bottom strip.

"I'm getting my pajama's on." I said as I entered the bathroom. My pussy was dripping as I slipped on my sheer nightgown. I looked in the mirror to see my dark nipples and bus visible through the transparent material. Too bad there was no other man I thought. But, for some reason I knew I would be satisfied many times this night.

I opened the door and noticed the room was almost dark. A small nightlight lit up one side of the room where Allison sat on a chair. She was watching her girlfriend and dad kissing on the large king-size bed. I noticed her hand under her nightgown. She didn't acknowledge me as I moved to the bed. Steve's hand was caressing Macy's breast and nipple and their legs were interlocked. I watched and was somewhat jealous but not of Macy. I was jealous of Steve. I knew Allison was watching but didn't care as I moved my body up behind Macy's. 

"Oh hi Mrs. Duncan." She said breaking away from Steve's grasp. "Please call me Ann." I laughed as my hands moved up and down her smooth skin on her back. 

"I don't think we are going to get much sleep tonight are we?" Macy giggled as my hands moved down over her panty-covered ass. I was slipping my hand under her panties when the phone rang. Shit. I looked over at Allison. She moved to the phone and looked at the caller ID. "It's Gary." 

Before I could tell her to not answer it she did it. "Hi Gary." Allison said looking down at her dad sucking on Macy's nipple. "Macy is kind of busy right now." Macy turned her head to mine. Our lips met. 

"Sure, you can come over if you want." I broke my lips from Macy and shook my head no but it was too late. Allison hung up the phone. "Don't worry. I'll keep him busy." Allison said. She moved out of the room and came back a few minutes later wearing a red and white striped shirt. "Where's Waldo?" She joked. 

Steve and I forgot about Allison as we touched and kissed every inch of Macy's body. Steve sucked on one of her nipples as I licked the other one. We both moved South at the same time. Our lips met at her red bush. I closed my eyes as my tongue moved down to taste her juices. Steve's tongue moved away. I opened my eyes to see Steve watching me as I licked and sucked on her hard clit. Steve moved off the bed and around to my side. My face remained on her pussy as he pulled my nightgown off my naked body.

He spread my legs and moved his face to my pleasure. He was turned in such a way that Macy's head was only a foot from his pajama bottoms. It didn't take Macy long to twist her body until her lips were at his waistband. I saw his prick pop out as she pulled his pajamas down to his thighs. Her small mouth moved around the tip of this shaft. I was eating Macy, Steve was eating me and Macy was eating Steve. I twisted my body to see Allison panties on the floor next to her chair. She sat on the chair with only the Waldo shirt with her legs spread wide. Her fingers were moving up and down her dark hairy slit. 




Where's Waldo? Ch. 02



I was giving oral pleasure to a female and loving every minute of it. We were all moans and groans as we brought each other closer and closer to fulfillment. I looked over at Steve whose eyes were directed on Allison as she touched her exposed pussy. I knew he was ready to pop. 

We were almost there when we heard the doorbell ring. Gary. Allison bolted from the chair and pushed her shirt down over her naked hips. She didn't bother putting on her panties as she moved quickly out the door. 

"Should we stop?" I asked Macy and Steve. They both said no. "Well, why don't we switch?" I said wondering how it would feel with a female mouth on my privates. Each of us twisted around until we were turned the other way. I found Steve's hard-on and wasted no time pushing it into my mouth. I felt Macy pushing open my thighs in order to get her tiny mouth on me. I helped her. Macy was a natural as she sucked in my clit and flicked it back and forth with her tongue. 

As Macy sucked on me her hands explored my body. I figured I was the first female she had touched like this. Steve moaned as I took his whole length down my throat. That's when Allison walked in holding Gary's hand. 

"See." She said. I looked up with Steve's prick in my mouth and waved hi. He smiled and waved back.

"Hi honey." Macy said with my pussy juices all over her lips. 

Steve didn't bother to say anything. I'm sure he wished he was the only male. 

"Where's" Allison said to Gary. 

"No, I'm supposed to say Where's." He laughed. 

"Where's?" He said while laughing.

"Waldo." Allison quickly answered and lifted the red and white shirt off her naked body. We all looked up to see her standing naked in front of Gary.

"WOW!" Gary exclaimed. His eyes raped her body. 

It was the first time I had seen her naked in many years. She had definitely fill out. Her ass was perfectly curved and matched her nice firm breasts. I noticed her pubes needed some trimming. 

Allison led Gary to the large chair at the base of the bed. "I've been wanting to do this for some time." She told Gary as she pulled his shirt off his body. Her hands quickly removed his pants and boxers. We could only see his bare ass with Allison's hands on it as she pulled him towards her mouth. Steve was now sitting up on his elbows as he watched Allison suck Gary's prick. I pulled him back down to Macy and I. 

"I want to watch you fuck her." I whispered to my husband. Steve remained on his back as Macy moved her leg's over his. She aimed her pussy at the top of his hard-on until the tip was poised to make a grand entrance. I moved my hand to his prick to keep it in position as she lowered her red bush down his shaft. He was completely inside her when I moved my fingertips to her clit. As she moved her body up and down his tool I played with her pleasure bud. "OH YES. ANN! JUST LIKE THAT!" Macy cried out. 

Macy was sitting on top of his hips which allow me to move my face down to their union. My tongue moved out until I tasted her pussy juices dripping off his shaft. I licked up his shaft until it merged with her hole. When he was completely inside her my tongue found her clit. I sucked it between my lips. 

"OH GOD. I'M COMING!" Macy screamed as Steve fucked her with his prick and I sucked her with my mouth. "ME TOO!" Steve yelled as he filled her red box with his juices. 

I moved my face out from between their bodies as they raced for total release. Everyone had climaxed but me. Macy fell forward on Steve's body and I pulled her face until she was looking between my damp thighs. She knew what I needed. Her virgin lips moved up to taste my dripping hole. She was getting better and better at eating pussy. I tried to hold back my release but Steve's mouth moved to Macy's as they took me over the edge. I came with Macy's tongue on my clit and Steve's inside my tunnel.

"GOD ALLISON. YOU ARE SO TIGHT!" Gary moaned as she rode his shaft on the floor beneath our bed. Steve and I placed Macy between us as we listened to Gary fucking our daughter. She moaned loudly each time his stomach met hers. After about 5 minutes they both reached mutual satisfaction. "NOW!" Allison screamed. 

No one moved until Macy got up from the bed and took Allison's hand. "Let's go to your room. I think it's time for you and I to do some experiementing." We watched as their naked ass moved out of our bedroom. 

It left Gary with Steve and I. It excited me to think about having two men make love to me but I was unsure about Steve. "Can Gary come up and join us?" I whispered to my husband. 

Steve was silent for awhile. "OK." He whispered. 

"Gary. Do you want to join us?" I asked. He didn't answer as he moved from the floor to the side of the bed. He stood there looking down at my naked body. I was still somewhat shy as his eyes moved up and down my flesh. I was surprised when Steve's hand moved over to spread apart my legs for Gary's view. 

My breath was becoming erratic as Steve spread my legs wide apart. His fingers moved between my thighs and pulled apart my pussy lips. My hole was wide open for Gary's pleasure. "She's all yours." Steve chuckled. 

Gary's recovery time was again quick as his prick soon achieved full extension. He moved his body to my feet and slid his stomach up until his prick was aimed at my open hole. Steve kept my lips spread as Gary's tip moved into my hole. Gary's shaft slid inside until it was gone. Steve started to move his fingers away but I stopped him. 

"Do me like I did Macy." I moaned as Gary started to fuck me. I wasn't sure if Steve would do it since it would involved some contact with Gary's prick. 

Steve's fingers moved against my clit and against Gary's prick. At first his fingers moved away when Gary's prick pushed in but after a minute or so his fingers moved down until they touched Gary's shaft. I heard Gary moan as Steve's fingers played with his hard-on. I wanted more. 

"Lick us." I whispered in his ear. I had did it for him and Macy. Would he do it for us.

Steve again hesitated. I thought he was not going to do it until his fingers moved away to allow his face to get near our privates. His tongue found my clit first which made me screarm. "SUCK IT."

Gary moved his tool lower to allow Steve access to my pussy. I could feel the tip of his tongue moved over my clit in small circles. I heard Gary moan when his tongue moved lower to brush against Gary's rod. Steve was now giving us both equal time with his tongue and lips as Gary's shaft moved in and out of me. It drove me over the edge for the second time. I screamed again as I came. Gary's body tensed as he joined me. Steve moved his face away as Gary's stomach slapped against mine. 

We all lay still for at least 10 minutes. Gary was the first one to move. "OK, I ready to do it again." He said. I laughed. "Why don't you join Allison and Macy in the other room. I think Steve and I are finished for the night. "But…" Steve started to say. "Finished." I said interrupting him. 

I watched as the young stud walked out into the lit hallway. 

"Wow." Steve said moving up to hug me. "Yes." I agreed. I kissed him. "I love you." I said. "Me too." He answered. We fell asleep.

The phone woke me up early the next morning. Steve groaned and turned over. I picked up the phone. It was Sally. 

"I missed you this morning at the gym." She said. "Someone left another letter for you."

"I had a rough night." I groaned. 

"Bad or good." She asked.

"Good. Very good." I answered. 

"I'm jealous." She said. "I'm coming right over and you have to tell me everything." She said before I could say anything and suddenly hung up the phone. 

"Sally is coming over." I whispered to Steve. "Good" he said. 

I slipped on a robe and walked into the hall. I looked into Allison's room. Macy and Allison was asleep on the bed both stark naked. Allison's head was at the headboard and Macy's was at her feet. I knew what they were doing before they fell asleep. Gary was naked on the rug at the base of the bed. I thought about waking him and getting a quickly before Sally arrived but chose to get a cup of coffee instead. 

"Hello?" Sally said coming around to the kitchen door. I opened the door and let her in. 

She handed me the letter. 

There were two sheets of paper inside. I read the first one. 

"IT IS YOUR CHANCE TO NOMINATE SOMEONE FOR THE WW CLUB. YOU CAN PICK ANYONE YOU WANT HOWEVER THEY MUST BE AT LEAST 18 YEARS OLD, ATTACHED AND NOT A DIRECT FAMILY MEMBER. IF YOU WANT TO NOMINATE A PERSON WRITE THE PERSON'S NAME AND HOME ADDRESS ON A PIECE OF PAPER AND TAPE IT TO THE BACK OF THE LAST LOCKER ON THE WEST END OF THE LOCKERROOM". 

Shit. I had forgotten about the direct family member rule. I could not nominate Allison like I had told her. But, Macy or Gary could. I looked at Sally.

"Would you like to be a member?" I asked.

"Ah let me think about it…. YES!" she smiled. 

Sally did not know Steve was a club member as well so I thought I would hold it from her for a while. I read the next letter. 

"WE ARE AWARE YOU HAVE DISCOVERED OUR LITTLE SECRET OF HAVING BOTH SPOUSES AS MEMBERS. THIS BRINGS YOU AND YOUR HUSBAND TO STAGE TWO. INSTEAD OF GOING ON MISSIONS ALONE YOU WILL GO AS A TEAM AND PERFORM YOUR SEXUAL PLEASURES AS A TEAM. IN SOME CASES YOU WILL PERFORM AS A TEAM AND SOME CASES SEPARATELY"

"What does it say?" Sally asked trying to pull it out of my hands. 

"I can't show you this one," I said as I turned away and finished the letter.

"YOUR FIRST MISSION IS AS A RECEIVER. MAKE SURE TO WEAR YOUR RED AND WHITE GARMENTS TO THE COIN SHOW THIS SATURDAY AT THE HOLIDAY INN. BE THERE AROUND 11:00AM…ENJOY WW.

"Let me see." Sally screamed trying to get the letter from my hands. "Nope. Can't do." I said pushing her away. 

She finally gave up. I told her I would submit her name to the club. She had to leave for an appointment and I was alone sipping on my coffee when Steve walked in. 

"Well, we have graduated." I announced. 

"To what?" He said while rubbing his eyes. 

"We are now a Waldo team. We go out on missions together." I said handing him the letters.

He slowly read them and read them again. "Hey, that's cool with me. How about you?" 

"Sure, why not?" I answered. At least I won't have to worry about Steve discovering me fucking another man. He will be watching. I chuckled softly and finished my coffee. I was wondering if our mission involved a single or a couple.

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Where's Waldo? Ch. 03



Note to readers: Please take the time to read “Where’s Waldo” Parts I and II. You must be at least 18 to proceed. This story is a little different than the typical “loving wives” so be prepared to see some incest and even some bisexual parts. I thought about ending this story at part III but as you will find there is no ending. Waldo lives forever….Slickman.

We broke the news to our daughter Allison about inviting Sally instead of her to join the WW club but, she was not that upset. Allison knew she needed a steady boyfriend if she was to join the WW club. She called Marcus, one of the guys who had been asking her out, and invited him for dinner. Steve got lost for the afternoon and Allison and I teamed up to seduce Marcus, her 18 year-old classmate.  

Allison and I wore matching short skirts and skin-tight button-down blouses. Neither of us wore underwear. Our mission tonight was to tease the young man until he was crazy in lust for Allison. Once we had him hooked we knew he would be back as many times as we wanted him to and would be the “boyfriend” Allison needed to become a WW member. 

I met Marcus at the door and was quite impressed. Allison had told me he was a wrestler on the High School team and his body was very muscular and trim. He wore a skin-tight black tee shirt and just as tight jeans. The bulge in his pants showed a lot of promise. 

I walked ahead of him while leading him to the dining room and told him Steve would not make the dinner so he had Allison and me to himself. I was sure he was very happy with that thought.

“I can’t believe you are Allison’s mother.” He said. “You look a lot younger.”

“Why thank you kind knight.” I giggled and wiggled my chest. It was going to be so much fun teasing him tonight.

“Hi Marcus.” Allison said coming through the door. I had to look away to not laugh. Allison’s blouse was unbuttoned down below her breasts. She was making it too obvious. 

Allison moved over to Marcus and leaned in to kiss him lightly on the lips. His eyes never left her open blouse which showed no sign of a bra. The crevasse of her youthful breasts was on display. 

“Why don’t you two have a seat and I’ll get dinner ready.” I said already knowing the dinner was ready and waiting. I just wanted to do a little spying.

I moved into the kitchen and moved through out through the patio and back into the den. I peered around the wall to see Allison sitting on the coffee table in front of Marcus. Her breasts were almost out of their confinement and her legs were spread far enough for him to see she was not wearing any panties. I chuckled to myself as she moved back to rest her body on her hands. 

“I’m glad you came tonight.” Allison whispered. 

“Me….tttoo….” Marcus stuttered. He was making no pretense to look at anything else than her thighs, which provided a landing strip for his eyes to her hairy hanger.  

“Do you want to dance?” Allison asked as she moved to the stereo and tuned on a slow number. 

Marcus looked at the door to the kitchen.

“Don’t worry about her. She will leave us alone.” Allison said as she pulled him up to her body. 

Marcus’s hands immediately moved around her back and moved down to the top of her ass. Their lower bodies merged and grinded together. Allison’s thigh was grinding against Marcus’s bulge. 

She looked up at him and pulled his lips down to his. His hands moved lower until he was cupping her petite ass in his big hands. He pulled her tighter against him. I was getting turned on watching them and I knew it was my time to intervene.

I slipped back out of the den and returned to the kitchen. I coughed as I moved into the living room. I glanced quickly to see his hands moving up off her ass. Allison’s hand moved slowly up from between their bodies. 

“Allison. Will you help me in the kitchen a minute?” I asked pretending not to see what they were doing.

“Sure Mom.” She grinned. 

Marcus smiled and turned his body so I wouldn’t see his hard-on pushing out the front of his pants.

Allison moved into the kitchen with me. 

“Mom. He is huge!” She giggled and whispered. “It’s your turn.”

I collected my composure and moved into the living room. Marcus was standing looking at family photos on the fireplace. 

“That one was Allison when she graduated grammar school.” I said moving up behind him. He turned and looked at me.

“Allison is preparing a dish for us.” I lied. “So, I get to keep you busy.” 

I moved my body forward until my breast crushed against the back of his arm. He moved slightly forward to break contact but I grabbed his arm and pulled it back against my firm mound.  

“So, do I get a dance as well?” I asked softly into his ear.

“Err…I guess so.” He muttered. The slow music was still playing as he turned and took my body to his. He was not holding me the same way he held Allison. He took my right hand and held it outward and put his right hand behind my back. There was at least a six-inch space between us. 

“Come closer. I won’t bite.” I giggled as I slipped my hands up around his neck. His hands moved around my body but still did not pull me closer.  I moved my leg until it brushed his hardness. “Sorry.” He said softly. 

“For what?” I laughed as I pushed my leg back into him. Allison was right about his size. It felt like he had a flashlight in his pocket. My hands moved down his neck to his muscular back. I pulled his chest into mine until my hard nipples touched him. 

“You dance well, Mr.’s Duncan.” He stammered. “Thank you Marcus.” I said as my hands moved up and down his hard back.

I moved my hand to his and brought our hands up to our sides while opening the space between our bodies. He was not aware of my intentions until the back of his fingers brushed against my breast. His body quivered as my hand moved his across my hard nipple. 

I looked up at him and his face moved down to kiss me when Allison yelled from the kitchen. 

“Dinner’s ready!”

As we broke apart I moved my hand down and squeezed his covered prick. “You better watch that thing. It could go off you know.” I laughed as I turned and walked ahead of him into the kitchen. He stood in shock for a few moments. 

Allison had the table set and we moved into part two of our teasing Marcus plan.

Marcus sat between us and was having trouble with his voice as we kept leaning over giving him exposure shots of our braless breasts. I noticed as Allison dropped her napkin and picked it up leaving her hand under the table. Marcus jumped when her hand grabbed his leg. He coughed and looked at me. I just smiled. 

“So, I hear you have a scholarship.” I said to Marcus who was wiggling around in his seat while Allison’s hand moved closer and closer to his prick. 

“Ah. Yes. I DO!” he exclaimed. I knew Allison’s hand had reached its destination. 

Marcus was now sweating as Allison played with his bulging tool. His face was bright red and sweat poured down his forehead. It was time for the spill.  I moved my glass of wine to my lips and lifted it so high the wine over-flowed and poured down my face to my chest. A whole glass of white wine saturated my thin white blouse. I made sure both breasts were completely covered. Marcus’s eyes didn’t let me down as they watched the wet wine bring the dark color of my nipples out through the thin cloth. 

“Mom, you are such a slob.” Allison said on key. “Oh yeah.” I said as I took a glass of water and tossed it on her blouse. Her blouse turned immediately transparent. Marcus’s eyes left my chest, moved to Allison's, back to mine and back to hers. He gave out a nervous laugh. 

“You think it’s funny?”  Allison cried as she took her glass of wine and tossed it on his chest. The liquid hit his chest and bounce directly down on his pants and Allison’s hand. She moved it so he could get very wet. 

“Shit.” He yelled as he stood up. The cold water didn’t have much effect as I looked at his large shaft. It had to be at least 9 inches long. 

Allison was laughing hard until Marcus took his glass of water and threw it her way. It hit her already soaked blouse and fell to her short skirt. She immediately pushed back from the table and sat looking down at the damp skirt. Both Marcus and I could see her hairy bush at the top of her thighs. 

I started laughing even louder. Allison took the clue as she toss a glass of water on me. I pushed back and gave Marcus a fine beaver shot up my skirt. Marcus was frozen as our bare pussies peaked out at him. 

“Enough. We need to get out of these wet clothes.” I said as I stood up. 

“Let’s go upstairs. I have some robes in the master bathroom.” Three of them just for us. I thought.

Allison pulled Marcus the stairs as we walked ahead of him. I knew he could see up under our skirts but didn’t care. He was going to see much more than that very soon.

We moved into the bath. “I think a shower is needed first. Don’t you two agree?” I said.

“Good idea.” Allison agreed on key.

“I’ll wait outside.” Marcus said as he turned to walk out. Both Allison and I grabbed his arms. “But, we want you to join us.” 

He looked scare as shit. “Youuuu…..Dooooo? He stuttered.

“Sure, and we can see you want to join us as well.” Allison said looking down at his huge tent in his pants.

“But….” He said. 

“No buts….” I said as I pulled my blouse off my naked breasts. His eyes were large circles as I pushed my skirt down my naked hips. I stood naked before him and Allison. “Next.” 

Allison quickly followed with her blouse and skirt. I was proud as she was of her beautiful firm body. Marcus was in a wet dream as he stared at us before him.

“Let’s give him a hand.” I said to Allison as we moved to strip him.

Allison took off his shirt as I unsnapped his jeans and unzipped his fly. I pushed his jeans and his boxers down at the same time. His 10 inch prick jumped out at us. It was huge. 

We never took our eyes off of it as I pulled his boxers off his feet. Allison turned on the double shower heads and adjusted the water as Marcus and I stood waiting. Allison moved in first and Marcus followed. I moved behind Marcus who was now in the middle. 

“Hold your hands up and let us soap you.” I directed Marcus. He agreed.

He was turned sideways between us as our soapy hands moved up his legs to his thighs. Allison and I had already decided we would not touch his bare prick so we avoided it with our hands. It was driving him crazy. He moaned as my fingers brushed against his balls. I took them in my hands and lightly squeezed them. “OH GOD!” He groaned. 

Our hands checked out his firm ass and moved up to his chest and back. Marcus was getting more confidence as his hands snaked out to touch our shoulders as we moved up his body. I chuckled as his fingers dropped to my breast and hard nipple. His other hand was doing the same to Allison’s boob. 

We let him touch our breasts but as his hands moved lower we giggled and moved back from him. I dropped the bar of soap and while I bent to pick it up he moved his hard prick to my ass.  I stood back up but didn’t pull away. He pressed it against me and moved his hands under my arms to cup my dripping breasts. I let him rub his shaft against my ass for a few minutes and I suddenly turned until my bush was pressing against his shaft. He tried to press it between my legs but I kept my legs tightly together. Meanwhile Allison’s hands were still touching his body everywhere but his prick. He was panting like a dog in heat trying to get inside me. 

I winked at Allison. It was time for us to get out. Marcus stood in shock as we both sprang from the shower and grabbed our robes. 

Allison and I grabbed his clothes and left his robe on the bed. I took the clothing downstairs and put them in the washing machine. He would be naked under the robe for at least an hour. Allison got out the twister game.

“Hello?” Marcus said as he moved downstairs.  Allison and I were sitting on the den sofa in our robes. We made sure our robes were high on our thighs. I had to giggle when I saw his robe tenting out in the front. Poor guy.

“We want to play twister.” Allison said as she moved up and gave Marcus a big hug. His bulge crushed against her stomach. “Do you want to play?” Marcus could only nod his head yes.

We each stood next to the game and I spun the wheel.  Right hand on Red. We all dropped to our knees and found a red dot. Allison spun. Left foot on Green. We twisted and moved our feet to a green dot. Easy so far. Right foot on Blue. I had to stretch my foot until it moved under Marcus’s body. My hip was now brushed against his hard-on. He moaned. I laughed out loud.

I looked over to see Allison’s legs spread wide and her robe split open showing us her bare pussy. I slowly rotated my hips against Marcus’s bulge. He groaned. 

Right hand on Green. I had to completely turn my body over until I was facing upwards with my hands under me holding me up. I was now directly under Marcus with his face looking down at my navel. My robe was untied and my bush just under his chin. My right breast was completely out in the open for his viewing. Allison moved her right hand until her breasts were lightly touching his robe-covered ass. As her hand moved over him she grabbed the bottom of his robe and pulled it up to his waist. 

“Hey, that’s not fair.” He said feeling the cool air on this exposed cheeks. I glanced between our bodies to see his hard prick pointing forward. 

“All’s fair in Twister.” I laughed and moved my bush up to brush against his chin. As he moved his lips down to kiss it I moved it lower. It was so much fun teasing this young man.

Left Hand on Red. Marcus moved his hand up above my head which brought his prick almost even with my pussy. His prick was now touching my bush.  Before I could move my left hand Allison moved hers until her face was up behind his ass.  She must have kissed it or something. Because he jerked forward. This caused his prick to touch my wet pussy lips. Another push and he would be inside of me. I moved my hips in small slow circles. Allison bit him again and he lunged forward until the tip entered me. I now really wanted him inside me but I remembered our plan. No fucking. I moved my body away until he slipped out. He groaned. 

Left foot on Blue. I looked for the Blue Dot. It allowed me to twist my body under him until I was now facing downward. His prick was now resting between my ass cheeks. I wiggled and he groaned again. Allison moved her left foot until his thigh rubbed against her pussy. Allison and I moved in unison as I rubbed my ass against his prick and her pussy against his leg. Suddenly we heard him groan and moan loudly. “OHHH!” I felt his release on my ass as he climaxed and fell forward on top of me. 

Allison fell on top of him. I was the bottom slice of bread in the sex sandwich as we lay on the Twister game. Game over. Mission accomplished. I laughed and slid out from under him. 

“Why don’t you two get better acquainted?” I said as I moved upstairs. I left them on the twister game making out and touching as I prepared myself for a new week of Waldo games. Marcus stayed most of the weekend and was typically shy especially when Steve was around. Allison had her ticket into the Waldo club. 

I saw Sally at the gym on Monday morning and we found her invitation letter waiting on her gym bag as we returned from working out. Sally was in but I never told her about Mike being invited as well. It would take all the fun out of it.

After a quick shower I returned to my locker and found another letter. I wondered what it would say. We already had our assignment. I opened the letter and read, 

WE ARE CHANGING YOUR ROLE AT THE COIN SHOW THIS WEEKEND. WE ARE SURE YOU AND YOUR HUSBAND WILL HAVE JUST AS MUCH FUN AND EXCITEMENT. YOU AND YOUR HUSBAND WILL BE THE SENDERS. LOOK FOR THE RED AND WHITE SHIRTS AND ENJOY.

Steve and I wondered why our roles were changed. Maybe the other couple enjoyed being the receivers or maybe they had never had the chance to be a receiver? We didn’t know and really didn’t care.  

Steve and I were anxious as we prepared for the coin show at the local motel. “God, I’m so nervous with you being there. The other couple must both be members and know each other are members like us right?”

“Yes, dear.” Steve said trying to be cool about the whole deal. But, I noticed his shirt was buttoned up wrong. I laughed and pointed at his shirt. He looked down and laughed as well. We got to the show early but did not see the Waldo couple.

We pretended to look at the coins and also took a tour around the motel.  Steve found a small room behind the large conference room that looked like a small conference room. It was empty except for a small wooden conference table and some chairs. The door had a lock. It would be perfect.

Neither Steve nor I was wearing underwear to make it much easier later. As we stood in the small room Steve’s hand moved under my skirt and slid into my wetness. “My, my.” He laughed as he pulled his hand out. “Someone is excited.” I reached down and grabbed his bulge. “Someone else too.” We both laughed. 

We composed ourselves and moved back out into the coin show. Still no Waldos. It was 30 minutes past the time we were supposed to meet them. I was starting to wonder if we had read the letter correctly. I took it out of my purse and read it again. Yes. We were to be the senders. 

I was dripping wet from the excitement, so I told Steve I had to visit the restroom. I followed the restroom signs and stopped in my tracks. Standing in front of the restroom entrance was a man in a red and white striped shirt. He looked nervous and seemed to be waiting for his wife. I walked by him but did not say a word. He smiled; I smiled and walked into the ladies room.

One stall was busy so I moved into the other one. I took some paper and dried between my legs. I heard her sobbing in the next stall. I moved out to the sink and washed my hands. She was still sobbing.

“Are you OK?” I asked by her door. She got quiet and I heard her whisper. “Yes.” 

I heard the stall door click and suddenly open. A nice looking blonde woman about my age moved out in her red and white shirt and short skirt. Her tears had messed up her eye makeup. I handed her some tissue.

“Thank you.” She said with a forced smile. 

“Can I help you?” I asked. 

“No. I don’t think so. My husband and I were supposed to meet a couple here but I told him I couldn’t go through with it.” She sobbed again.

I knew she was talking about meeting us but I acted dumb. “What were you going to do with them?” 

“I….I shouldn’t say.” She froze. 

“Well, whatever it is you should not do it if you don’t want.” I said. She looked at me and smiled.

“I wished my husband felt the same.” She said.

“Fuck him.” I whispered.  She smiled again and gave me a big hug. 

I knew if the woman didn’t want to go through with this I had to get the message to Steve quickly before he said “Where’s” to them. I moved out of the restroom and walked past the man. He smiled again. I didn’t.

I found Steve watching the people coming and going. 

“I found the Waldos by the restrooms. The woman was crying and said she didn’t want to go through with it.” I told him. 

“Does she know who we are?” He asked.

“No.” I said. 

“Oh well. Sometimes it just doesn’t work out.” He said while kissing me on the cheek. 

Steve said he had to visit the restroom before we left. I stood near one of the tables when the Waldos walked out. The woman looked around the room and saw me. She and her husband walked over to me.

“Hi.” She said. “Hi.” I replied.  She looked happy.

“This is Tom.  My name is Pat.” She said.

“I’m Ann.” I said as I held my hand out to both of them. 

“Is everything OK?” I asked. “Yes. We are leaving.” She said looking at her husband with a big smile.




Where's Waldo? Ch. 03



Steve walked up. “Hello.” He said holding out his hand. I introduced him. 

“We have to get out of here.” She said looking around. I knew she was nervous someone would approach and say the password.

“Would you like to have a cup of coffee with us in the restaurant?” Tom asked. I looked at Steve and he smiled back. “Sure.” I replied. 

We walked into the small restaurant that was almost empty and into a small booth in the back. 

“You look a lot better.” I said to Pat. 

“Well, I feel better. I was just so nervous.” She said looking at Tom to see his reaction. He put his arm around her and gave her a hug. He wasn’t such a bad guy after all.

We ate some lunch and told each other about our jobs and families and it seemed like we knew them for years.  

I thought I would bring up the Waldo subject to see if they would talk about it. Maybe we could find out more about the organization.

“So, why are you two wearing the same shirt?” I asked. Steve elbowed me in the side. 

“Well. It’s a long story.” Pat started to say. Tom grabbed her arm put she pushed him away. “I don’t care about all this secrecy stuff.” She said to him. “Please don’t think we are bad people.” 

She started to talk. “We belong to this club.” I stopped her. “I know.” I said looking into her blue eyes. 

“You know? But, how?” She asked. Suddenly it hit her. “You guys are….oh, my god.” She said putting her hand over her mouth. She laughed. 

“Holy shit.” She said.  “If I knew you two were the other couple I would have been alright.” 

Tom looked at us. “The last couple we met was pretty rude.” He said trying to explain Pat’s nervousness. “We almost quit the club but decided to give it one more try.”

It suddenly hit me that the WW club wanted this couple to be receivers with us as senders. I guessed we have a good record with WW. 

“Let’s hope we don’t get them.” Steve said. We all laughed. Suddenly we all realized that the connection could still happen. 

I looked at Steve and we both turned to them and said, “Where’s”.

Pat and Tom stopped laughing. They looked at each other and both turned to us. 

“Waldo.” 

Our talking was over. We paid our bills in silence and walked ahead of them. They follow us to the small conference room. Steve closed and locked the door. We were the Senders so we were the aggressors. 

Tom and Pat moved over to the table and sat back against it. Steve whispered to me. “Let’s have them for desert.” I understood as we moved over and pushed them gently to lie back on the table. Tom moved back until only his knees hung over the table. Pat moved back to lie next to her husband. Her skirt was about halfway up her thighs. I looked up to see them holding hands. How cute.

Steve and I removed their shoes and Tom’s socks. Pat’s legs were bare which made it easy as Tom’s hands moved up her legs. Pat giggled as his fingers inched higher.  I could feel Tom’s muscles on his thighs as my hands moved up towards his crotch. His large bulge waited for my hands. Steve’s hands moved under Pat’s skirt.  I couldn’t see which upset me. I moved one hand over and lifted her skirt to her waist. Her black thongs barely covered her pussy lips. Small strands of blonde pubic hair escaped out from under the tiny strip of cloth. I moved my hands upward to unbuckle Tom’s belt. I unzipped his fly and he lifted his hips to allow me to pull his slacks down his leg. I stopped when I saw his underwear which was black bikinis that barely contained his shaft and jewels. I guess his prick to be a shorter length than Steve’s but maybe thicker. I would soon find out. 

Steve was anxious to pull her panties down but I stopped him.  I wanted to save them for last. We moved to the other side of the table above their heads.  Tom and Pat both sat up and helped us remove their Waldo shirts. Pat was wearing a small bra over her small but perfectly rounded breasts. Steve fumbled with her clasp so I gave him a hand as I pulled it from her body. Her small breasts and pink tips pointed upward as she lay back down. 

We moved back to their knees and placed our hands in the waistbands of their black panties and briefs. We pulled down at the same time. My eyes moved back and forth between his hard prick and her blonde bush as their skimpy undies moved south. Tom was not circumcised which would be a first for me. We moved their last article of clothing down and off. We both stood and looked at naked couple lying before us. Tom and Pat looked at us and smiled. Pat’s legs spread slightly to show her pink lips and hard clit. Tom’s prick moved up off his stomach. Her pussy lips and the tip of his uncut prick glistened with moisture.  They were ready.

Tom and I helped each other to strip while Pat and Tom watched. In less than a minute we stood naked at their knees. Tom’s eyes never moved from my full breasts. I had Pat by at least 3 bra sizes so I knew what Tom wanted. I leaned forward and touched the top of his knees with my nipples. His prick jerked as I moved my soft breasts up his hairy legs. Steve moved his lips to Pat’s knees and his tongue moved out to create snail tracks up her thighs.  

As Steve’s lips moved into Pat’s pussy my lips moved over Tom’s balls. My tongue moved up his shaft at the same time Steve’s moved up Pat’s slit. My fingers pulled his foreskin down until his red tip came out. Cool. So that’s what it looks like I thought as my lips surrounded his tip. Tom sucked in Pat’s clit. Our eyes looked at each other as we provided oral gratification to another couple. I moved my lips off and raised my body until my breasts smothered his balls and shaft. 

“Ohhh.” Tom moaned. 

Good. I wanted to get Tom off before Steve did Pat. It became a contest. 

“OH GOD!” Pat cried as Steve moved his tongue in and out of her pussy. His lips gently nibbled on her clit. 

I knew I could get Tom off quickly with my mouth but I wanted to fuck him in front of Steve. I moved my lips up his stomach and across his chest as I moved my body up on the table and across his front. As my lips met his, my pussy opened to rub across his shaft. I moved it up and down slowly. His hips rose to meet my motions. I glanced over to see Pat’s legs spread wide as Steve moved his body up between them. They wrapped around his back and he aimed his arrow at her bull’s-eye. He waited until I was lined up with Tom. He winked as we lowered our bodies. 

Tom’s hands found my breasts, as I knew they would. He milked my nipples as my hips moved up and down his shaft. I glanced down to see Steve’s meat sliding in and out of Pat’s tunnel. Our bodies were slapping together and we were all moaning as we raced for completion. I had to beat him as my body prepared itself for an explosion. Blood raced to my pleasure points as I exploded. 

“OH YES. NOW!” I cried as I felt Tom explode at the same time. He grunted out loud and I could feel his hot liquid hit the back of my pussy. 

Pat and Steve were right behind us. 

“OH SHIT.” Steve cried as Pat’s hands scrapped his back. 

“YES!” She cried as she came. 

I moved off of Tom and Steve moved off of Pat. The four of us lay naked side by side on the table face up. I wished we had a photo. 

Steve and Tom got up first and put on their clothes. I looked over at Pat and smiled. She moved over and pulled my body to hers. 

“Thank you.” She whispered. 

“Your welcome.” I said as I kissed her on the cheek.  Our breasts crushed against each other and our legs intertwined. Her soft body felt so good. I remembered kissing and touching Macy’s body and wondered if Pat would be interested. There was one way to find out. I moved my face back and looked into her eyes. Her dripping pussy rubbed against my thigh. I slowly moved my lips to hers. Her mouth opened as my tongue moved inside. 

“Damn.” I heard Steve say as our hands explored each other’s bodies. We forgot about the men as we kissed each other’s breasts and nipples. Our finger found each other’s clits as we brought each other to another explosion. Our mouths locked together as we came. Of all the missions, this one was the most fulfilling. It was exciting, with strangers, and in front of our spouses. And, I climaxed twice. Nice. 

Steve and I headed home.  When we arrived Macy and Allison were sitting in the kitchen. 

“Hi Mr. and Mrs. Duncan.” She said with a big smile.

“I think you can call us Ann and Steve now.” I answered.

“OK.” She giggled. “I received another letter and will be a receiver tonight at the boat show at the Arena.” She said. “I’m kind of scared to go alone.” 

“I want Allison to go with me.” She said looking at us for permission. Allison just looked at us. I thought about Macy going alone to meet some man and to let him fuck her. It could be dangerous if the man got real kinky or forceful.  

“Allison can go as long as long as I go as well.” I said looking over at Steve. He just nodded his head in agreement.

“Can I borrow your shirt again?” She asked. I told her I had purchased two more shirts. One was for her and one for Allison. Steve disappeared as we dressed for the show. A funny thought entered my mind. What if Macy, Allison and I all wore our shirts to the show? The man would be messed up seeing us walking around together. We would stay close to each other so he would have to say the password for all of us to hear it. The girls agreed and we headed down to the boat show.

The boat show was going strong when we entered the large room. There were over a hundred boats of all shapes and sizes. I noticed some of the larger boats belonged to the same company and anyone could board and look around. It would be a perfect place for a connection. 

We got quite a few glances from the men as we walked around in our short skirts and Waldo shirts. One man wanted to show us all the bedrooms in the larger boat. He was all bark because when I said “yes” he backed off. We made it down the first aisle when I saw a large boat with a steep ladder leading up to its deck. It was perfect to draw some attention. 

“Girls. Follow me.” I said as I started climbing the steep steps. The girls followed behind me. I turned and saw a half-dozen men standing at the bottom of the stairs looking up our skirts as we walked on board. Allison looked back and giggled as one man made it obvious as he moved his face to the stairs to get a better view. We took our time getting up the steps. We were all wearing transparent thong underwear that was wedged in our ass cheeks. When we got to the top platform we all turned and stood next to each other. The men could now see up the front of our skirts. Our dark bushes were on display through the invisible panties. One guy even motioned for his friend to come over. We pretended to be looking at the other boats while they checked out our hairy mounds. 

We turned and entered the boat. Two of the men clapped. We giggled as we walked through the large boat. We were only there a couple of minutes when I noticed him. When I looked in his direction he looked the other way quickly. I knew he was the sender. But, the three shirts together really messed him up. We moved off the large boat and into the ladies room. 

“I think I saw him.” I said to the girls. 

“Really?” Macy asked. “What does he look like?” 

“He is a small oriental man about Macy’s height.” “He’s been following us for a while and looks the other way when I look at him. Our shirts must be confusing him.” I laughed. 

“I’m just getting hot just thinking about it.” Macy said. “I won’t even know his name while he does it to me.” 

“Lucky you.” Allison replied. 

“I was nervous on my first mission.” I said. “But, I realized he was probably more nervous because he had to perform.” 

“Let’s tease him some more.” I said. “But, not too long.” Macy replied. 

We moved back into the showroom and he had his back to us looking the other way. We took our time walking around and stopped as one man gave us a demonstration of how the seat cushions hid away when not in use. I turned to look for the man and his face was only inches from mine. 

He whispered. “Where’s” 

I just smiled at him and looked the other way. He was sweating. I pulled the girls along until we stopped at another boat. He moved up behind Allison and whispered. I didn’t hear him but knew what he said. Allison giggled and turned away. He now knew Macy was his connection. 

Allison and I moved aside so he could get his body close enough to Macy’s. We all heard him say, “Where’s”  

Macy giggled and said, “Waldo.”  

He smiled at all three of us and walked away. It was Macy’s job to follow him. We followed right behind her as she kept about a 10 foot distance. The man moved quickly through the crowd until he moved up the same large boat we flashed our beavers. He moved inside and Macy stopped at the door.

“We will be here if you need us.” I whispered. “Go enjoy yourself. Let yourself go and experiment. If it feels good do it. If not just say no.” 

Macy gave me a hug and entered the door. Allison and I stood guard outside. No one was going to enter this doorway.

I could hear Macy’s giggles for a few minutes and suddenly silence. I put my ear to the door and heard the man moan loudly. He was moaning and she wasn’t. I figured she was giving him some pleasure. I took note to tell her she was the receiver. His moaning stopped and silence again. Macy’s giggled some more and the man even laughed. They were having fun playing this sex with stranger’s game. 

A man and woman came up to the door and look around me. “It’s closed right now.” I lied. They looked at me strangely but didn’t complain. They moved away just when I heard Macy’s moans and cries. He was fucking her and the boat was rocking. A woman walked by and looked at her friend. 

“Must be the special effects.” She laughed. 

“Yep. That’s it.” I laughed back. 

Macy climax must have lasted at least a full minute. Her screams had both Allison and I giggling. Finally, the noise and motions stopped. A minute later Macy came out of the room. Her hair was messed up and her face was flushed. “Oh my god.” She whispered. “He’s a fucking machine.” 

“Really?” Allison asked. “That little guy?” I asked.

“He might be short but not down there.” She giggled. “He didn’t come.” She whispered. 

“Too bad I didn’t get him.” I whispered. 

“Well, he told me to tell you and Allison that he is ready if you are.” Macy replied.

I looked at Allison. This was not part of the Waldo thing. This man wanted to fuck us all.

I could see it in Allison’s eyes she wanted to go inside. I just smiled which gave her permission. As she opened the door I could see the man sitting on the small bed. His prick was at least eight inches long and pointing upward. He looked at me and smiled. I smiled too as I moved away to allow Allison to enter. I closed the door behind her. 

“Tell me what happened.” I whispered to Macy. 

“Well, at first he was real shy and I had to make all the moves. I took off my clothes and he just looked at me.  He didn’t try to touch me or anything. I moved closer to him and took off his shirt. He lay on his back when I released his pants. I could see he was pretty big from his bulge but when it popped out I jumped back. He and I laughed. I moved my lips to his prick and sucked him inside my mouth. I thought he was fully expanded but he even got longer as I sucked him. I….” She started to say when we heard Allison’s first moan. “Ohhh.” 

“I moved next to him on the small bed and he moved on top of me. He was in me in a flash and his prick moved in fast motion as he fucked me.” She stopped and caught her breath. 

“I was waiting for him to come because he…..” Macy stopped. 

“Ohhh yes.” Allison exclaimed. 

Macy continued. “He just kept going and going and fucking and fucking me.” I never felt it like that before. He moved his body upwards until his prick rubbed directly against my….you know.” “Clit.” I said. “Yes.” 

We could feel the boat rocking again as he fucked Allison faster and faster. Her moans were so loud anyone on the boat could have heard her. Luckily, no one except Macy and I were there. 

We looked around to see if anyone else could hear Allison’s screams as they finished their missions. Allison came out while pulling her red and white shirt over her red bra. “He wants to know if you want to come in next.” Allison said looking at me.  I was almost in the door when I saw a group of people coming up the stairs.  I grabbed the girls and waited as they walked past. They were about 6 older ladies. We hurried down the stairs. 

“What about Waldo?” Allison asked as we moved quickly out the front entrance. I laughed as I pictured the man sitting naked on the bunk bed when the senior ladies came in. 

“I’m sure the women won’t be that upset.” I chuckled as we drove back to the house.

“Well?” Steve asked as we threw ourselves down on the large sofa. “Tell me.” 

We all took turns telling our story of what happened. By the time we were finished we were all rolling on the floor laughing. The day was soon over and we all headed for bed.  Too tired to think about messing around anymore. 

The following week started off slowly. We were all still exhausted when another letter showed up on my bag in the gym. I took it home and didn’t even open it until Steve came home that evening. As he took a drink of wine I whispered in his ear. “We have another WW mission.” 

“What?” He said almost choking on his drink. “What is it?” 

“I haven’t opened it yet. I’ve been waiting for you.” I said. Allison and Macy were out with Marcus so we had the house to ourselves. We quickly ripped open the letter and read it to ourselves. I had to read it again to believe it. 

YOUR NEXT MISSION AS A COUPLE WILL BE IN STEVE’S OFFICE ON FRIDAY. SINCE IT IS CASUAL DAY STEVE WILL BE WEARING HIS RED AND WHITE SHIRT. ANN, WEARING HER RED AND WHITE, WILL VISIT AROUND TWO IN THE AFTERNOON. BE SURE TO LEAVE A TWO HOUR TIME SLOT IN STEVE’S CALENDAR. 

“I can’t do it in my office.” Steve said looking at me. “If we are caught I’ll loose my job.” 

“It’s your decision.” I said with a smile. My mind started thinking about all the men I knew who worked with Steve. My first choice would be Ken. He was one hunk of a man and liked to show his hairy chest and tight ass whenever he could. Another candidate was Jerry who even made a pass at me at last years Christmas party. At that time I was upset he could think I would fool around. Ha.

“Do you think someone in my office is in the WW club?” Steve asked. 

“Probably. It makes sense you know. Who do you think it might be?” I asked.

“It could be Mary downstairs. We did a thing with them in the movies.” I said thinking out loud. 

“Yes. But, we already did something with them even if we didn’t know we were both in the club.” I reasoned.

“Maybe it’s Paula. She always flirts with me at work.” Steve said. 

“Why does it have to be a woman? It could be a man you know and his wife.” I said sharply.

“I know who it is not.” Steve said jokingly. “Who.” I asked.

“Collin.” He laughed. 

Collin is his boss who he did not get along with at all. He is a young stud that joined the Company less then five years ago but rose quickly to the top spot. Steve felt he should have gotten the top job and always resented Collin. But, Collin had always been super nice to me. 

The week went slow as Steve came home every night trying to guess who the other couple would be. He mentioned a new secretary Alicia, who was really built. Again I mentioned to him it could be a man who worked in his office.  He hinted to his secretary to see if she was the one but she only looked at him strangely. Finally, Friday morning came. I laughed when he walked into our kitchen wearing his Waldo shirt. His prick was pushing out his pants already. 

“You better calm down. It’s not good having an erection showing all day.” I chuckled.




Where's Waldo? Ch. 03



“I can’t control it. It has a mind of its own.” He said looking down at his bulge.

I somehow got him out the door and took my time soaking in the bathtub. With lots of creams and lotions to make my body as soft and smooth as possible.  As I was exiting the tub I decided to really mix things up. I took my shaver and took off all my pubic hair. I was sure it would be noticed my Steve who had asked me to do it for some time now. I had to look twice as I stood in front of the large mirror. It looked so weird seeing my swollen lips without the padding. I was getting wet thinking about someone going down on me without hair down there. I quickly got dressed and tried to keep my mind on something else. I arrived at his office at 1:30PM to make sure I was on time. I picked my sexiest underwear which consisted of a sheer bra and sheer thongs. My bare pleasure lips could be seen through the transparent material. 

I tried not to hurry but when I looked at my watch when I arrived at the lobby I was 30 minutes early. The receptionist, Kerri, recognized me right away. I tried to hide my very sexy clothed body from her but, she noticed right away. 

“Wow!” Kerri exclaimed. “You better be careful looking like that around here.” 

I smiled and looked down my body to see my breasts half way out of my red and white blouse and the outline of my thongs under my tight skirt. 

“Just my usual.” I said as a matter of fact. I was really quite embarrassed standing in an office dressed like I was.

“You can go in if you want. Mr. Montgomery is expecting you.” She said. 

At first I missed what she had just said. It suddenly hit me. “Mr. Montgomery?” I asked.

“Of course. You have an appointment with him today.  His wife Helen is already in there. Do you know the way?” She asked. 

So, Collin was the Waldo and together with his wife were the Waldo couple going to have sex with us. I thought. I was secretly hoping it was Collin. I had seen him playing tennis at one of the company outings and couldn’t help but notice his muscular body. 

“Do you know the way?” Kerri asked again.

“Ah, yes. It’s down the hall from my husband.” I said as I gathered my purse and my composure. I headed first to the ladies room to dry off my dripping pussy. Kerri was busy when I walked back across the front of the desk. I thought about calling Steve but decided I wanted to see what they would do if only I appeared. I moved quickly down the hallway and to Collin’s secretary. 

“I’m here to see Mr. Montgomery.” I somehow managed to say with my knees shaking.

“Oh yes. You are Ann. Steve’s wife. Mr. Montgomery said to send you in right away.” She said while turning and calling on the phone. 

“Mr. Montgomery. Ann is here.  OK, I will.” She said as she hung up the phone.

“He said to come right in.” 

I moved to the door and tried to open it but it seemed to be jammed. It would not open. Shit. I was looking foolish. Finally, someone on the other side moved the knob and it opened. Helen stood smiling in front of me.

“Ann. How great it is to see you again.” She said as she pulled me into her body. Our breasts crushed together.

“Steve said you were coming in today and I told Kerri I had to see you first.” Helen said with a big smile.

I was ready for one of them to say “where’s” but they started asking me about my family. 

“Should we tell her?” Helen asked as she looked over at Collin who was sitting behind his huge desk.

“I don’t know Helen. I think we should wait.” Collin said. It seemed he was against whatever it was she wanted to tell me.

She pulled me over to a long sofa in his office and jerked me down next to her. I was ready for the “where’s” but she didn’t say it.

“I don’t know how to say it so I’m just going to say it out.” She said holding my hand tightly.

“WHAT?” I finally shouted at this woman. I was getting somewhat pissed.

“OK.” She said as she took a big breath of air. “Steve is getting promoted into Collin’s job. The big boss from New York is in his office right now offering it to him.” 

“But, what about?” I started to say as I turned to look at Collin.

“Collin has been offered a job in New York. We are going home.” She said. I had heard she was not happy living away from her family.

“That is fantastic.” I said smiling at Collin and giving her a big hug. “I’m sure Steve will be very happy.” 

With all of this going on I had forgotten about the Waldo connection and looked down to see my skirt high on my thighs. I peeked to see Collin’s eyes aiming down at my legs. From the position I was in as I hugged Helen I knew he could see up to my sheer panties. I tried to pull away from her and fix my skirt but she held on tightly. All at once we both fell off the sofa and landed on a large soft rug on the floor. As I fell, my skirt moved up to my stomach and I lay on my back with my transparent panties fully exposed for both of them to see. My bare pussy lips were open to their eyes. 

“Oh my God.” Helen said as she looked down at my panties. “Are you OK?” She managed to say as I frantically tried to push my skirt downward. 

I moved up to my knees which allowed me the opportunity to cover my dampness. 

“I’m so embarrassed.” I said covering my face in my hands. 

Collin moved quickly over to pull me up to his body. “I’m sorry.” I started to say as he held me close to his firm body. I had confused their happiness for Steve and I being their receivers for the WW club. 

At least I thought I had until I heard Collin whisper in my ear. “Where’s?”

I froze as the word moved through my ear canal, into my brain, down my spinal cord and into my wet pussy. Helen whispered in my other ear. “Where’s” Both my brain and my pussy had the password. My pussy sent a signal up my spinal cord to my brain. A signal moved down the base of my brain to the muscles of my mouth. 

It spoke. “Waldo.”  The connection was made but I was alone with the two of them. I waited.

Both of their lips moved to my ear and sucked in my earlobes. Helen’s lips were so much smaller and gentler than Collins. Both techniques were driving me wild. I turned my head until my lips found Collin’s mouth. His mouth opened and engulfed mine. Our tongues danced together. Helen’s face forced itself between our cheeks as her tongue pushed out until it found ours. The three of us French kissed. It was a first for me. 

I forgot about Steve as they quickly pulled my clothing off my body. I stood naked between them as they threw their own clothing in a heap next to mine. I took a deep breath as Collin removed his tight briefs. His huge rod pushed outward as the material squeezed by. His prick was at least 10 inches long. Helen saw my reaction, took my hand and guided it to his massive tool. Her hand wrapped around mine as I moved it up and down his rigid shaft. 

Helen’s hands left mine and began to explore my body. Her touches were like small flames as she used her knowledge of a woman’s body to set me on fire. I felt her soft mounds crush against my back as her hands moved under my arms to cups my breasts. Her lips moved up and down the back of my neck giving me shivers as I jerked off her husband. 

Helen’s fingers moved down my stomach and into my unprotected pussy. She quickly found my hard knob and massaged it between her tiny fingers. She knew how to drive me crazy. I was panting as I lowered my body down to the soft carpet. I was on my knees looking up at Collin’s eyes as my lips opened to take his prick into my mouth. My tongue tasted his wetness as the crown moved inside. I was lost in my passion when we all heard the intercom.

“Mr. Montgomery.  Steve is here.” His secretary said. I looked up at him with his prick still in my mouth. He didn’t say a word as he turned to the phone. 

“Tell him to wait a few minutes. I’m busy at the moment.” He said with a big smile as he took my head in his hands and pulled until the tip of his tool hit the back of my throat. My lips tightened as he fucked my mouth. I was ready for his explosion but he suddenly pulled my mouth away. He took his and my clothes. I turned to see Helen completely dressed sitting on the sofa. She smiled at me and waved. They must have had this planned. 

Steve put his polo shirt back on and pulled me and the clothing to his large desk. He motioned for me to crawl under while he threw the clothing under before me. I did as he motioned. I moved under his desk and turned to face his chair as my knees rested on the clothing. 

“Pat. Please send Steve in.” He said on the intercom. He was naked from the waist down but Steve could not see it from across the desk. It hit me what he wanted me to do. As he moved down in the chair he pushed his knees forward until my breasts touched his legs. I moved my head forward until my lips captured one of his balls. I sucked it in my mouth as I heard the door open and Steve walk in. 

“STEVE!” Congratulations.” Helen said from the other side of the room. I heard footsteps.

“Thank you.” Steve said. “I thought my wife was in here.” 

“She was.” Helen lied. My tongue caressed Collins’ balls.

“Congrats Steve.” Collin said without standing up. He did lean forward to shake Steve’s hand. As he did my head moved up and hit the bottom of the center desk draw. 

"Ah.” I moaned. But, it was not loud enough for Steve to hear.

As Collin sat back down I reached and pulled his prick down to my lips. I sucked it in again when I heard Steve laugh out loud. 

“What’s so funny?” Helen asked.

“Well, it’s a long story. I guess I was mistaken about something.” He laughed again.

“I recommended you for the job.” Collin said to Steve. “I’ve relied on you more than anyone and we both knew you should have had this job instead of me anyway.” My tongue flicked across the tip. What a nice thing to say I thought as I gave my best blow job ever. 

“Collin. I don’t know what to say. I guess I have read you wrong.” Steve said. “Where did Ann go?” My lips froze around his shaft because of the silence in the room.



That’s when I heard Helen say, “Where’s”. Almost a minute went by until I heard a low sound came from Steve. “Waldo.’

Collin’s penis grew harder and harder as he watched his wife and my husband remove each others clothes. No one was allowed to speak as my mouth moved slowly up to the top of his 10 inch pleasure rod and back to the base. 

Steve broke the silence. “Helen, we can’t do this in front…” 

“Shhhhhh…” She laughed. I could hear her sucking sounds as she gave my husband a blow job like I was doing to Collin. 

“Oh God, I wish Ann was here.” Steve moaned as Helen brought him to his peak.

“Your wish is my command.” Collin said as he pulled my head up as he stood up by his desk. My mouth remained on his rod as my head rose up into Steve’s view. 

“Ann.” He said. I kept my lips locked on Collin’s pole as I turned my head to look into his eyes. Helen’s head was bobbing up and down on his lap. 

It was too much for all of us. Steve climaxed first. “OH SHIT!” He grabbed Helen’s head and held her tight as he climaxed into her mouth. She didn’t pull away.  My head moved faster and faster until Collin groaned loudly. “I’m Coming!” He shouted as his fire hose exploded. 

Steve and Collin were both exhausted.  Collin and I moved to sit with Steve and Helen on the sofa. We all laughed as we looked at each other sitting naked in the bosses’ office. Helen and I had not climaxed so we tried our best to get the men going again but we had drained their juices and their energy. I was ready to give up when I felt Helen’s hand moving up my leg. I turned and looked at her. 

“Where’s.” She giggled. “Waldo.” I said back at her laughing.

We took each others hand and moved down to the large soft rug. Her lips moved to my thighs and I turned my body until my tongue flicked across her navel. We both moved quickly into a 69 in front of our exhausted husbands. 

We lost track of time as our tongues explored and probed our joy holes. My lips surrounded her clit and sucked it in and out. 

“OH YES!” She moaned. 

She copied my movements and I was moaning along with her. She screamed first and I was right behind her. Her thighs remained locked around my head for almost a minute before I had enough energy to push her away. 

“I guess we will be leaving the WW club now.” Helen said with sad eyes. 

“It has really sparked our sex lives.”  Collin announced as he stroked his hard prick. It seemed so weird sitting on his sofa watching him masturbate. 

“Ours too.” Steve said as his hand moved down to stroke his own rod. 

“Do you mind if I do that for you?” Collin asked looking over at Steve.  Steve was speechless but somehow managed to shake his head yes. His ex-boss was going to jerk him off. He hoped he didn’t want Steve to return the favor. 

“Go ahead honey. Helen and I just did it.” I said wanting to watch two men go at it. 

Collin’s large hand moved off his prick and slid next to him to land on Steve’s thigh.  Steve twisted his body slightly which made it easier for Collin’s hand to move up Steve’s hard-on. Steve moved back on the sofa and closed his eyes while Collin started a slow up and down motion. 

I moved my lips to my husband’s ear and whispered, “Touch him too.”  Steve didn’t open his eyes as he did as I asked. His hand moved next to him to find Collin’s prick. I watched as my husband jerked off another man. 

Steve never opened his eyes as Collin sped up his hand motion. 

“Ahh.” Steve moaned as he got closer to coming. I was shocked to see Collin lower his face to his moving hand. His lips opened and sucked in Steve’s crown. 

“OH SHIT!” Steve moaned as he looked down to see Collin’s head moving up and down his shaft. 

Steve climaxed into his ex-bosses mouth. He gripped Collin’s prick tight as he unloaded his juices.  

Collin swallowed the load in his full mouth and moved his head up to smile at Steve. “Just my way of saying congratulation.”  

Steve’s hand was still wrapped around Collin’s hard-on. Collin moved his body back and waited to see if Steve would return the favor. 

“Go ahead.” I whispered in Steve’s ear. 

“I can’t.” Steve whispered back. 

“Let me finish what I started.” I said as I moved across my husbands lap and engulfed Collin’s large shaft. Steve’s hand held Collin’s prick as my mouth move up and down.  

Collin was close to coming when I pulled my head away to watch as Steve’s hand moved up and down to replace my missing mouth. Collin’s explosion shot his spunk up over his bare chest and on top of Steve’s hand. 

“Thanks Steve.” Collin said as he slapped Steve on his back. “We better get dressed because the big boss is coming in here in ten minutes.”  

Steve and I got dressed, kissed Helen and Collin and walked down to his office. 

“I can’t believe I just did that.” Steve said as I closed the door. 

"At least I got the promotion before I jerked off my boss.” He laughed. I laughed as well. 

We celebrated that night with Allison and Macy at one of the finest restaurants in town. I went to the restroom during the meal and noticed a man wearing a red and white shirt. He was standing outside on a wooden pier and was obviously looking around. I knew he was waiting for a WW connection. I thought about moving next to him to see his reaction but waited and watched. 

The restaurant was located on a fishing dock with numerous size boats tied up. I waited until finally an older woman walked by the window I was looking out. I could only see her from the rear but she looked to be at least sixty years old. Age and race did not make a difference in the WW club. I knew she wanted a clear coast so I moved back into the main restaurant. I moved over to our table and told the girls to be quiet.  I whispered to them that a WW connection was about to be made. I told them where to look but not to be obvious. We watched as the older woman walked up to the younger man. 

We could see her gray head move towards him to say something which we knew was “where's.” He turned and looked at her. At first he was surprised to see a woman that much older than he was. We could read his lips as he whispered “Waldo.” She moved around him and he followed her down a row of small boats tied up. We could see him follow her into a mid-size boat with open fishing seats. 

“I’ve got to peek.” I said as I moved quickly out the back door. I turned around to see Macy and Allison behind me. Steve stayed to pay the check.

“Shhh.” I whispered to the girls as we inched out onto the pier. We moved behind a large sign and down a small ramp that led to the boats. Macy was wearing the large heel shoes that made a clunking noise. I stopped and told her to take them off. We moved slowly down the ramp until I could see the woman’s grey hair on her head moving up and down behind the main bench on this boat. I could tell they were so locked up in their fucking they would not hear us or see us. We moved quickly down the dock until we were even with the small boat. I moved behind some wooden crates and the girls followed behind me. We looked down to see the elderly woman’s dress lying on the floor of the boat. Her panties were lying next to it and her big white ass was sitting on top of the man who was lying under her. His pants were down around his ankles. Too bad we didn’t have a camera. 

We still had not seen the woman’s face but we could definitely see her grey pussy moving up and down his hard prick. Macy giggled and Allison elbowed her in the side which made Macy drop one of her shoes. “BANG.” 

We quickly lowered our heads behind the box. 

“What was that?” I heard the woman asked.  

“I didn’t hear anything.” The man answered. 

“I heard something.” The woman said. 

“Come on. Let’s finish.” The man begged. There was something about the woman’s voice that sounded familiar. I couldn’t place it until she spoke again. “I’m getting out of here.” Damn. I knew who she was. She was my mother! I peaked through the two crates and could see her face as she pulled up her black panties. She kept looking around as she pulled her dress over her head. 

While the dress was over her head I grabbed the girl’s hands and pulled them quickly but quietly back up the ramp. We ran into the restaurant and found Steve still sitting at the table. 

“Have fun peaking?” He asked with a smile. 

“Sure did.” I said. I was still in shock to have seen my Mother fucking a complete stranger. She had always seemed so shy and prudish. I stood up and looked around the room. Sure enough, over in the far corner was my father. He was eating his salad and probably wondering where his wife had gone to.  I wonder if he had received his invitation letter for the WW club yet. 

“There’s my dad.” I said for Steve and the girls to hear. I didn’t think Allison recognized her grandmother out on the boat and I knew Macy had never met her. “Let’s go over and say hello.” 

Steve had already paid the check so we all walked over to my father. 

“Dad.” I said as we walked up to his table. He looked up from buttering his roll. 

“Ann. Steve. Allison and who might you be?” He asked looking at Macy.

Macy giggled. “I’m Macy.” I noticed his eyes moving down to her short skirt. 

“Where’s Mom?” I asked already knowing the answer. 

“She didn’t feel well so she went outside to get a breath of cool air.” He said. I noticed Steve as he put two and two together. He looked at me and knew from my expression he was right. He smiled. 

“I thought you and mom played bingo on Thursday nights.” I said. 

“Yes. But, for some damn reason she had to come here for dinner tonight.” He answered. “I don’t like the food here and never did.”  

“What are you saying?” I heard my mom asked as she walked up behind the girls. 

“How much I dislike this place. They never give you enough to eat.” He answered. 

“You dislike any place where you have to pay.” She laughed back at him. She peaked over at me to see if my face showed any reactions. She was not sure who was peaking at her. 




Where's Waldo? Ch. 03



“How long have you been here?” She asked looking at Allison to see if she gave any clues. “Almost two hours.” I answered. 

“We better go.” Steve said. “I have a busy day tomorrow. I am the VP now you know.” 

“VP?” Mom said. “It’s about time.” She smiled and put her arms around him. I noticed she kept the hug a little longer than normal. I was seeing my mother in a different light. 

We made our goodbyes and as we were walking away my mother pulled me aside. “I’ll call you tomorrow to explain.” She knew we were the ones watching her. I turned and smiled. “I can’t wait.”  

That night as Steve and I lay in bed Steve kept mentioning how shocked he was. “Are you sure?” I kept saying yes. “But, she is so old.” 

“She still has desires you know.” I said trying to defend what she was doing. 

“What are you going to say to her?” He asked.  

“I don’t know. I really don’t.” I answered as I closed my eyes to sleep. I didn’t get much sleep that night. At 8:00AM the phone rang. I knew who it was. 

“Good morning Mother.” I said looking at the caller ID to confirm my guess.

“We have to talk.” She mumbled. “I’ll be over there in 15 minutes.” 

“OK. See you at the back door.” She normally came over once a month to have coffee with me anyway. 

I was sitting in my robe as she pecked on the kitchen door. “Come in.” I shouted. 

She walked in and sat down next to me. “You can’t say anything to your father.” 

“I won’t.” I said looking at her over my cup of coffee.

“I guess you are disappointed in me?” She said as she moved over to pour her own shot of caffeine.

“Not at all.” I said with a smile. 

“But….” She started to say. She looked at me and knew there was something else going on. 

“OK. Spill it. I know you too well. Something else is going on here.” 

I didn’t say a word and just smiled at her. I knew she would figure it out. She always did. I could never hide any thing from her. 

“You are not shocked. I was having sex with a stranger and it doesn’t bother you.” She stared at me still smiling. 

“Oh my god.” She said putting her hand over her mouth. “You are the one sending me the letters.” 

I broke down laughing. She thought I was the mastermind behind Waldo. 

“What’s so funny?” She asked as she sat back down next to me.

“I didn’t send you the letters. But, I’m a WW club member too.” I said looking at her for her reaction. 

“Do you know what you are doing?” She said like a mother about to teach me a lesson. She stopped and thought about what she just asked me. Suddenly, she cracked up. We both started laughing. 

“How long have you been in the club?” I asked as we stopped chuckling. 

“He was my second.” She said. “I wore the red and white shirt the first time.” 

We sat at the table and exchanged our WW experiences. I didn’t tell her Steve was involved because I didn’t know if my father had been asked to join yet. 

“So, do you want to stop?” I asked. 

“Hell no.” She quickly answered. “I’m catching up on lost time. Besides, that young man was almost twice the size of your father’s teenie weenie.”

“Mom. I don’t want to hear about my father’s weenie.” I laughed. 

We made a promise to give each other a call when we received our next letter. She still did not know Steve and I was now a WW couple. 

Steve came home and we had a quiet weekend without any WW mission. But, after a week off we were ready to go again. 

“Did you get one?” I asked Steve as he came into the door on Thursday. 

“No.” He said looking disappointed. 

“Me neither.” I said.  

We were really on edge as we waited. I called Carol the next morning and she told me about her WW connection. Carol started telling the story and I sat totally engrossed in her words. She said the man was older and had a small pouch but that he could eat pussy better than any she had ever had. 

“I’ll never forget his tattoo on his chest.” She laughed. 

I knew what it was before she told me. “It was a woman….” 

I finished her sentence. “…holding a rose.” 

She looked at me strangely. “Do you know him?” 

“I should.” He’s my father. I didn’t expect to hear about his sexual WW accounts from my best friend. 

“Oh shit. I’m so sorry. If I knew I wouldn’t have.” She said worried that I was upset. 

“Carol. I wanted to tell you I saw my mother fucking a Waldo at the boat pier two weeks ago. I was waiting to find out about my father.” I said it before I realize she did not know about couples being invited. 

“Why would your father be invited?” she asked. “Do you mean?” She grabbed my shoulders and looked in my eyes. “Steve is a member too?” 

“I couldn’t tell you because of the damn rules.” I said. 

“And, your husband was probably fucking my mother as my dad was eating you.” I said trying to keep both of those visions from my mind. 

“Now that you say it Mike was with me when your father…. I mean.” She looked at me. “It’s OK. I don’t mind hearing.” I said.

“The man. I mean your father was wearing the red and white shirt. I can’t remember what the wife. I mean your mother was wearing.” 

“Where were you? “ I asked in case I spoke with my mother later. 

“We were in the main public library. I found him in the basement reading old newspapers on the microfiche. He didn’t waste anytime pulling my panties down and kissing me down there.” Carol looked down at her lap. 

“He went down on me and I did him.  We heard someone coming so we didn’t do it.” She said still being careful with her words. 

“You didn’t fuck him.” I said with a laugh. She laughed as well. “Where was Mike?” 

We separated and I found him later in the audio room. 

Carol left and I quickly called my mother. She was alone. “Well do you have anything to report?” I asked somewhat pissed. 

“Well, yes I do. But, your father has been around too much. He just left to go buy some fishing gear.” 

“I got the letter two days ago so I didn’t have much time to prepare. I had to take your father with me and I knew I could easily lose him. The man found me in the audio tape room. 

"We did it in there.” She said like she had just finished some shopping. 

“You fucked him?” I asked. 

“Ann. Please don’t say those types of words around me. You know I don’t like to hear them.” 

I held my hand over the receiver and laughed. 

“So how was he?” I asked wanting to know what a lover Mike was. 

“Strange is all I can say.” She answered. “He kept wanting to put it back there.” I knew she was talking about her anus. 

“Finally, he knew where I wanted it and after that is was great.” She said whispering. 

“Why are you whispering?” I asked. “Is dad home?” 

“No, but you shouldn’t say some things out loud.” I laughed again as I covered the phone. 

“Well keep me posted.” I said and hung up the phone. 

A couple of more days went by and still no assignments. Steve was caught up in his new job and didn’t seem to mind. I was horny as hell. 

I tried to work out in the gym as much as possible to keep my mind away from the WW club but it was hard. I took a cold shower and opened my locker to see the letter on top of my bag. Hooray! I ripped the letter open and read.

“WE HOPE YOU ENJOYED YOUR MINI-VACATION FROM THE WW CLUB. YOUR NEXT ASSIGNMENT WILL BE THE TOUGHEST ONE SO FAR. IT IS SO TOUGH WE REALLY DON’T EXPECT YOU TO FINISH IT. BUT\, YOU AND YOUR HUSBAND HAVE ADVANCED FASTER THAN ANY OF THE OTHERS. 

YOUR NEXT COUPLE WILL BE FOUND ON AN AIRLINE TRIP TO CHICAGO. THE TRIP WILL ONLY LAST TWO HOURS SO YOU WILL HAVE LITTLE TIME AND PRIVACY TO MAKE YOUR MOVES. THEY WILL BE WEARING THE RED AND WHITE SO LOOK FOR THEM. AIRLINE TIC\KET ARE ENCLOSED. 

I read the letter over and over. I looked at the tickets and the return flight was left open. I couldn’t wait to call Steve and let him know. He came home early to see the letter and the tickets. The flight was only five days away. 

“So, how can we do it on an airplane?” I asked him as we lay in bed that night. 

“What time is the flight?” He asked.  

“8:15PM.” I answered. 

“A lot of folks turn off their light and try to snooze. Some put blankets over them.”  He said. 

“You mean to do it right out in the open?” I asked. 

“Sure.” “Where are the seats?” He asked. 

“Row 3.” I answered. 

“First class. Big seats.” He answered. We didn’t say another word for the rest of the night. Neither of us could fall asleep right away.

Steve made hotel reservations at the OMNI hotel near the airport and ordered tickets for a Broadway type play. We might as well enjoy our stay. 

We didn’t tell Allison or my mom about our WW trip. We lied and told them it was a business trip for Steve. I was going to ask my mom to keep an eye on Allison but who would I ask to keep an eye on my mom?

As we left our car in the airport lot Steve whispered in my ear. “Get ready for the mile high club.” I held his hand tightly as we checked in our bags.  

We got to the gate late because of the long wait through security and the line at the baggage counter. The gate attendant was waiting for us. She quickly checked our tickets and we ran to the plane. 

The flight attendant laughed as she watched us running up to the airplane door. “Take you time. We have at least 20 seconds.” She laughed again. We moved into the large plane and were directed to go left towards first class. We both looked quickly to see if anyone was wearing the red and white. Actually, the first class section was almost empty. A lone man sat in the first row and a young couple sat in the fourth row. We had the whole third row to ourselves. If only we knew where the other couple was. The Waldo club had not made it easy for us by not putting the other couple in first class.

We quickly sat down and strapped in. The black woman flight attendant who welcomed us aboard moved into first class and asked us if we wanted a drink. I did of course. So did Steve. As we taxied towards the runway the plane suddenly stopped. The captain came over the intercom. “We are so sorry but we have to return to the terminal. We have a little red light that just won’t go out.” 

“How long will this take?” The man in the front row complained to the flight attendant. She smiled at him as she walked our drinks to us. “Anywhere from 10 minutes to a couple of hours.”  

The man turned visibly upset. We could hear him mumbling to himself but we could not make out any words. What did he want the captain to do? Fly a plane with a warning light on? Steve and I were somewhat relieved because it would give us some time to roam around.

The plane moved back into the gate and the flight attendant told everyone to stay on the plane. We could move around the cabin but be ready to quickly return to our seats if the plane was ready to go. Steve got up first and told the flight attendant he wanted to go back into the coach section to see if his friend got on the plane. “Who is he? I can check the manifest if you want?” 

“No. That’s OK. I want to surprise him.” Steve lied as he moved through the curtains. 

“So how long are we going to be stuck here?” The man angrily asked the flight attendant. 

“Sir. Like I told you before we really don’t know. It depends on how long it takes to fix the warning light.”

“This is typical bullshit. I don’t know why I fly your airline. You work for a piss-poor company.” He said as his face became red. 

“Sir. You need to calm down.” The flight attendant said while moving back away from him. 

The man suddenly threw a writing pad down in the seat next to him and sat down hard in his seat. The flight attendant looked at me and just shook her head. 

About 15 minutes later Steve walked back and sat down next to me. “I found them.” He whispered. 

“Tell me about them.” I whispered back. 

“They are sitting about 10 rows back. At first I thought it was just the man wearing the red and white shirt until I saw the woman’s shirt under her jacket. They look to be about our age.”

“So, how do they look?” I asked with my heart beating faster and faster.

“Both are in real good shape. The woman caught me looking at her and sat up thinking I was going to say “where’s” to her. But, I looked away and walked by.  The man has grey hair and was reading a book. The woman was wearing a short skirt. Her legs looked really nice.” 

“So what do we do now?” I asked. The plane was at the gate and people were moving around. 

“We have to get them to first class.” Steve said.

“How do we do that?” I asked. The flight attendant came by again. “Is there any thing I can get you?” 

“Well, there is a big favor but, I’m not sure if you can do it for us.” Steve said so no other passenger could hear us. 

“I’ll do what I can. What is it?” She asked with a smile. “I’m just glad to have some nice passengers.” She turned and looked towards the angry man. 

“Is there anyway you can bring a couple of our friends up here to sit? They are in coach.” He said with a sad face. 

The flight attendant looked around and saw all the empty seats. 

“Don’t tell anybody I did this.” She whispered. "Tell me who they are and I’ll get them to join you one at a time to avoid any suspicion." 

Steve thought about it for a few seconds and took out a piece of paper. I watched as he wrote the word “Where’s” on it. He folded it up and handed it to the flight attendant. “They are sitting in about the 10th row. The man is wearing a red and white shirt and the woman is wearing a black sweater.” 

“What are their names?” She asked. Shit. We didn’t know their names. 

Steve answered quickly.  “Mr. and Mrs. Waldo.” I had to turn my head to keep from laughing. 

She took the note and headed to the back. I clutched Steve’s hand in mine as we waited. It seemed to take forever before the flight attendant came back. She was alone. She handed Steve the same note. He opened it and we read, “Waldo.”  

“They were really surprised to know you two were up here. I told the woman to come up first. I’m not sure why they wrote their name on the note.”  I couldn’t hold back as I burst out laughing. Steve elbowed me in the side. “It’s a joke between us.” I lied and continued to laugh. 

I kept peeking back to see if she was coming but again did not see her. Finally I saw the curtain move apart and a woman peek her head through. She had short dark hair and was wearing glasses. She looked around the first class area and only saw two couples. She did not know which couple had invited her. She looked at the flight attendant for help. 

“Over there.” The flight attendant said pointing to Steve and me. I turned and watched as she moved slowly down the aisle. She stopped at our row and looked around. We were sitting on the end which was only two seats together. She didn’t know where she should sit. 

I could see the flight attendants curiosity rise as the woman didn’t say a word to us and sat down across the aisle from us. As she walked by I got to check out her body. Her skirt was high on her legs and her ass was really shapely. Her breasts were hidden by the black sweater. She sat down and looked down at the magazine she had brought with her. 

“Is your husband coming?” The flight attendant asked the woman as she walked over to see what was going on. 

“Oh yes. He will be here shortly.” She said softly. She looked over at Steve and smiled. 

“I don’t do this for everybody. My name is Jean by the way.” The flight attendant said. She looked at us with a puzzled face. Our silence was making her suspicious. 

Luckily the angry man got angrier. “When is this piece of cheap metal leaving?” He shouted back at Jean. 

He rose from his seat and walked towards her. 

“Sir. Sit down now!” She demanded. 

He didn’t stop as he moved up to her face. She moved back until her back was against the side of the cabin. “If you don’t get this thing moving soon someone is going to pay.” 

The Waldo lady looked over at us for help. Steve jumped from his chair and stood between the man and Jean. “Back off buddy.” He said with a deep voice. Shit. We were trying to be quiet and now we were in the middle of a hostile passenger and the flight attendant. 

“Who the fuck are you?” The man asked looking for some type of name badge.

“I’m the air marshal” Steve lied. “If you don’t sit back down I’ll sit you back down.” I had never seen my husband this way. I was worried the wacko would hit him or something. I noticed Jean had pulled away and had headed through the curtains. As the man and Steve glared at each other the Waldo man came through the curtains. He saw what was going on and moved quickly behind Steve. 

“Can I help?” He asked. The man was about a foot taller than both Steve and the man. Steve turned around and smiled. 

The man knew he would lose if he tried something. “Fuck it.” He said as he returned to his seat. 

The man turned and saw his wife sitting next to me. He didn’t say anything as Steve held out his hand to shake it. Still no words were said. 

Steve walked back to his seat and the tall Waldo moved to sit next to his wife. We could hear the woman explaining to her husband about what had happened. Things had finally cooled down and the four of us kept peeking over to check each other out. 

Suddenly we heard footsteps behind us as four men flew down the aisle and quickly pulled the man from his seat. They threw him down on the floor and one of the men applied handcuffs. Steve and I watched as they led him from the plane. 

“I want to thank you for what you did.” Jean said as she returned to the first class section. I told my manager what you did and he said to make sure you have anything you want. He said the airfare is on us and we will arrange for any hotel or food costs during your trip. 

“He helped as well.” Steve said pointing over to Mr. Waldo. 

“I meant both of you.” She said turning to look at him. “After all you all are such good friends.” 

I giggled and so did the Waldo woman. 

She moved away and returned with a food platter fit for a king and queen. We were served champagne and had anything we wanted for almost an hour. The drinks were going to my head and I started giggling. I noticed the Waldo woman was doing the same. I looked back to see the other couple in the rear row lying down in the seats. They were the only passengers left in first class. 

We were all getting anxious while sitting at the gate for so long. Jean came by and sat in front of Steve and me. 

“So where do you guys know each other from?” She asked looking at the four of us. We all looked at each other and tried to determine if we could talk. Sure we could as long as we don’t talk to each other. 

“We belong to the same club.” I said while looking over at the other couple. 

“Oh. That must be so neat.” Jean said with a smile. 

“I wish I had time to meet people and be part of a club.” She sighed. “I’m always on the road.” 

“So, what kind of club is it?” She asked. 

None of us spoke. I looked at Steve and he looked back at me. We suddenly were a loss for words. Thank god, the Waldo man answered her.

“It’s really just a fun club. We just get together and do what makes us happy.” He said while smiling over at me. I smiled back. When would this damn plane get going?

“That’s cool. That’s what I need. Some happiness.” She said with a sad face. “How can I join your club?” She asked. 

“You don’t have to be white do you?” She laughed. 

“Goodness no.” Steve said. 

“So sign me up.” Jean said looking at us. 

Before we could think up a reply we heard the captain. “Hooray. The warning light has been repaired and we are ready to go. Will the flight attendants please prepare the cabin for takeoff?” 

“Oh well. We can talk about my application later.” Jean said as she stood up. She directed us to return our tray tables and seats to the upright position. She moved to a seat in the back and strapped herself in. I looked at my watch and the time was almost 10:00PM. I was not a bit tired or sleepy. My body was ready to go. 




Where's Waldo? Ch. 03



The take off was smooth and we were finally on our way. Jean quickly gave us a nice dinner which we gulped down. We didn’t want to waste any more time. After dinner the captain turned off the over head lights and only the small reading lights remained on. Steve got up and turned off the lights still on. The first class section and except for the small light over Jean’s seat was very dark. 

Since we were the senders we got to direct how the next hour or so would go. Steve took down a pile of blankets and tossed three of them to me. He moved to the seat in front of me and turned to motion for the Waldo woman to join him. I peeked back to see Jean reading a magazine. She didn’t even look up as we moved around.

The Waldo man didn’t need to be told to move into the seat next to mine. I opened two of the blankets and spread them over his body and mine. Only our heads stuck out the top. I knew I was to be the aggressor so I moved my hand over to find his. His hand was so much bigger than mine. I played with his fingers and brought his hand to my bare thigh. We moved the arm rest between us up so nothing was between us as his fingers moved slowly up under my dress. I slid my ass forward until my panties contacted his fingers. His large fingers moved slowly across the front of my panties. I knew he could feel my dampness as I opened my thighs to give him more room. He touched my hard clit and I moaned. 

I tried to keep quite as he played with my pleasure button but I was so hot. Finally to keep me quiet his lips moved to mine. My mouth opened to accept his tongue. His fingers brought me closer to coming. I looked forward to see the Waldo woman’s head pushed back and her eyes closed. I could hear her moans but could not see Steve. I sat up a little to see his \whole body under the blanket. I knew he was eating her pussy. 

I realized I was supposed to be the aggressor so I pulled his hand from under my skirt and reached over to find his bulge. It didn’t take me to long to find it but I was not sure it was his prick. It was so large there was no way it could be real. I quickly released his belt buckle and unzipped him. I was happy to find he was not wearing underwear. His massive rod sprang out from its confinement. My tiny hand tried to wrap around it. I wasn’t even close. I peeked back to see Jean still reading and moved my head under the blanket. My lips moved over his large knob. My tongue explored his crown as my lips opened to move over it. 

I heard him moan as I moved my mouth down as low as I could go. I applied some suction as I slowly moved my wet lips upward. My hand moved down to capture his giant balls. My left side was pushing against the seat where Mrs. Waldo was. I could feel it moving back and forth. Shit. He was fucking her somehow. I moved my head off of Waldo’s prick and looked between the seats to see the woman lying across the two seats. Steve’s naked ass was moving up and down on top of her. Her legs were wrapped around his ass. 

As I stroked Waldo’s cock with one hand I pushed down and off my panties. “Fuck me.” I whispered as I bit his earlobe. 

I moved back to lie under him but he was too tall for these seats. We had to find another place to fuck. 

I remembered the first four rows were empty. I pushed him up and moved around him to guide him to the front row. I moved the three arm rests up and moved down on my back. I pulled my dress up until my bare pussy waited for his invasion. He looked back to make sure Jean was still reading as he pushed his pants below his knees. He aimed his prick at my bald lips as his body lowered on top of me. My legs were spread wide but not wide enough for his large tool to enter. I opened my legs as far as I could and wrapped my feet around his hips. His tip finally moved inside. At first it was very painful. I thought about stopping him as he inched inside of me. Finally my pussy got used to his size and relaxed. He felt the muscles relax and started a slow in and out motion. I finally knew how it felt to be completely filled. 

“Ohhh.” I moaned as he fucked me faster and faster. Pretty soon his body and mine was slapping together. We knew we were making noise but really did not care. 

I screamed when I came. “NOW!” He moved faster until he exploded inside of me. I couldn’t breath and was gasping for air for almost a minute. 

Suddenly the over head lights came on. SHIT. “This is your captain speaking. We are only about 50 miles from Chicago so I’m asking the flight attendants to prepare the cabin for the landing.” I jumped up and look around for Jean. We had not seen her as she had moved to the front. She was standing directly in front of Waldo and me with the microphone in her hand. She looked at me and smile. 

“Please return your tray table and seats to the upright position.” She said as she watched me pull my dress down over my dripping pussy. “Please turn off all electronic devices until we have safely arrived at the gate.” She was still smiling as she watched the Waldo giant pull his pants over his huge tool.  She turned and hung up the microphone. 

She walked over to me and said. “I have to get the application to join this club before you leave.” She laughed as we both turned to see the Waldo woman pulling up her panties as she hurried across the aisle to her seat. The other couple was moving up in their seats and was rubbing their eyes from the nap they just had. 

I kissed Steve as I sat down next to him. He was holding up my panties as I buckled my seatbelt. I grabbed them and hit him on the arm. He laughed. We hugged each other until we came to a complete stop at the gate.  As we were getting our bags down from the top Jean came over and whispered in my ear. “Where are you staying tonight?” I was not sure why she wanted to know at first. Then, it hit me. I smiled and answered her, “At the OMNI.” 

“Do you mind if I stop by later and fill out an application?” She asked. Steve overheard her. “Please do.” I knew Steve wanted this weekend to go on and on. 

As we exited the plane some airline officials were waiting for us and the Waldo couple. They gave us some hotel vouchers we could use at anytime and free round trip airline tickets to anywhere in the world. They also gave us some restaurant vouchers and $500 in cash. 

“We want to do a feature article about you when you return home.” The airline official said. “We found out the man had a history of airplane hostility that has been getting worse and worse.” 

I was proud of my husband as we walked through the airport. We didn’t try to connect again with the Waldo couple because it was against the rules. We headed for the OMNI and were unpacking our bags when the phone rang. It was Jean. 

“I’m downstairs in the lobby. My company also gave me a free night at a hotel of my choice. And, of course I wanted to stay here.” She said. 

“We are in room 808.” I said. “Come on up whenever you are ready.” 

Steve was sitting on the bed watching the late night edition of Sportsline when I heard a small tap on the door. I moved over and unlatched the chain. Jean was standing in her flight attendant uniform when I opened the door. She smiled and walked by me as I closed and locked the door. 

At first we talked like none of the sex actually happened. She told us she received a phone call from the president of the airlines who is giving her a large bonus. Jean and I were sitting on one bed and Steve was sitting on the other. He was waiting for some baseball score so he was not in our conversation. 

While we talked Jean was the first to lie back on the pillow. I automatically moved to the pillow next to her. She started laughing and I just watched. “What’s so funny?” I asked. 

“I just remembered your look as Steve held up your panties.” She said cracking up. 

“It wasn’t funny.” I said trying to not smile. Finally, I had to laugh as well. 

I was unprepared as Jean moved forward and hugged my body to hers. “You don’t know how scared I was of that asshole.” She whispered in my ear. 



“I think I do.” I said as I felt her firm breasts crush against mine. 

We continued to keep our arms around each other as we moved our heads back to the pillow. Jean’s eyes were on mine as I moved my lips to hers. My tongue found hers and showed her the joy of kissing another woman. She moved to lie on her back as my hand moved up her side to cup her covered breast. She opened her eyes and looked into mine. “I’ve never been with a woman.”

“You will enjoy it.” I said as I released one button on her blouse. Then another and another. Her caramel skin welcomed my hand and it slid into her blouse opening. My finger pushed under her white bra until her whole breast was in my hand. Her nipple was long and hard pressing against my palm. 

I had forgotten about Steve until I felt the bottom of our bed move. I took my lips off Jeans to look down. He was completely naked as he moved up the bed until his hands found her feet. Jean looked down as well as she saw his large white prick under his stomach. His hands moved up her thin legs until they disappeared under her skirt. She lifted her hips to allow him to pull her panty hose down and off her feet. His hands returned to her hidden paradise to find her white bikini panties. She lifted her hips again to allow the skimpy material to slide easily down her warm thighs. 

Steve was undressing the bottom part as I removed her blouse. She moved her chest upward to allow my hands behind her back to unclasp her bra. I pulled the straps around until the silky material pulled up off her dark mounds. Her nipples were long as they stuck upwards. I lowered my lips until I sucked one of them into my mouth. She moaned. She moaned again when Steve’s mouth found her damp pussy lips. 

“Don’t stop.” She moaned as my lips moved off her one breast to find the other. 

Steve’s mouth brought her close to coming but slowed. I wondered how it would be if we both kissed her pussy. My mouth slid off her nipple and moved south. My eyes opened to see Steve’s lips tightly squeezing Jean’s clit. I moved my tongue out until it tasted his lips and her juices. Steve moved his lips down to allow my tongue to reach her hard knob. His tongue flicked on one side and mine on the other. Her body was moving and wiggling on the bed. “What are you two doing to me?” She asked. 

Steve’s tongue moved lower and entered her damp pink hole. My lips moved over her clit. I suddenly felt her hand moving down under my stomach to reach my pussy. I kept her clit in my lips as I reached under my body to pull my dress up over my panties. Her hand moved under my hand to find my pussy lips. My hand pulled my panties to the side to allow her direct contact with my womanhood. She was familiar with the territory as her finger moved to get me off. 

I couldn’t keep my mouth closed on her clit as I became more excited and had to take big breaths. I moved my lips back up her body until my mouth once again found hers. Her fingers still played with my pussy as Steve moved his body upward until his white prick slid into her dark hole 

“Fuck me.” She cried as his hips moved up and down. My body was quivering as I came. 

“Ahh.” I grunted in her mouth as I climaxed. I moved back from them to give them more room. I moved to the other bed to watch how beautiful it was to see a man and woman make love. 

They came at about the same time. Jean cried out and Steve hurried his movements until he climaxed. He fell on top of her. I moved over and hugged them both into my body. 

This was a night to remember as we all jumped into the shower together. Steve washed both of our bodies covering every square inch. We did the same to him. It was almost 2:00 AM when we finally got to sleep. Jean had told us the airlines had given her a few days off. We spent them with her in every combination we could think of. We also found out she was based out of our town. 

“So tell me about this club.” She said as we ate breakfast in bed. “I know you did not know that other couple.” 

“We are not supposed to tell anyone about it.” Steve said. 

“However, you are different.” Steve took the next 30 minutes giving her every detail. She took it all in. When he stopped talking she said, “How do I get in?”

I looked at Steve and suddenly realized we had another invite. Since we had only put in Carol’s name we could ask someone else. 

“I’ll submit your name and we will just have to wait and see.” I said as a drop of jelly dropped off my toast onto my bare breast.  

“Thank you!” Jean said as her mouth moved over to licked off the jelly. Her mouth began to roam until she had my hard nipple between her teeth.  Steve was in the shower as Jean moved down my naked body. I took another bite of toast as I opened my legs to allow her mouth entrance to my pussy. 

“Show me what to do.” She said as her lips found my clit. 

“You are doing just fine.” I moaned as I took a drink of coffee. My eyes closed as she brought me over the edge. 

We returned home to find Allison and my mother sitting on the sofa laughing. “Hi MOM and DAD! Allison said.  “Grandma told me she is a WW club member too!  I got my first letter this morning!”

Steve and I sat down to hear them talking about the club. Our families have changed so much in the past 4 or 5 months we have been in the WW club. What we didn’t know was our experiences have been tame compared to what the future held for us. I went upstairs to unpack and heard Allison’s door close. She had come upstairs. I needed a drink of water so I headed back down to the kitchen. I stopped in my tracks. My husband was standing by the sink and next to him on her knees was my mother. His prick was sliding in and out of her mouth. He looked over at me and put his finger to his lips to keep me quiet. I was torn between throwing something at him or pulling up my dress to touch my dampness. I choose the later.

I slipped away before they were finished and moved back into my bedroom. I glanced back at the stack of Waldo letters and wondered what our next mission would be. It suddenly hit me that the excitement of being in the WW club was not really the sex itself. It was the suspense waiting for the next letter and the excitement of do it with complete strangers. I fell asleep with the stack of old letters on my chest.  I didn’t noticed Steve returning to bed almost a hour later. If I had I would have asked him what took him so long.

The following week we received another letter. But, that’s another story.

Hope you enjoyed WWIII. Don't forget to vote. Thanks...Slickman.



Where's Waldo? The Beginning



Note from Slickman: One of the first and most liked stories I've written was "Where's Waldo" A few readers have asked me to go back and write a story about how the "Where's Waldo" club started. Here goes. Please be aware there are sexual acts depicted between men and women, women and women, oral, anal, multiple partners and even an incest act at the end. All rights reserved. 

* 

"Dad, help me find Waldo," young Vic Jr. said to his father who kept looking up at the football game. He pushed the book up in front of his father's face. 

"Wait a second," Vic said as he pushed the book down and saw the tight end catch a pass at the two yard line and lunge over a body to score. 

"Who has the ball?" Vic's wife Amy asked as she looked over her stitching at the huge pile up of bodies on the TV. 

"He does," Vic said pointing to the screen. They all looked. 

"If he was wearing a Waldo hat I could see him," Vic Jr. said. 

Finally the pile of bodies moved and one man stood up holding the ball high over his head. "TOUCHDOWN!" Vic screamed. The Falcons had won the sudden death game. 

He looked down at the book his son was holding. "Look at the people coming out of the airplane," he hinted. Young Vic did as his father said and smiled. "THERE HE IS!" Little Vic pointed to the familiar red and white cap. "Daddy why does Waldo have to be a man? Why can't a woman wear the hat?" 

Amy giggled. "Yeah, Daddy why can't it be a woman?" 

"You're right," Vic smiled. "Why can't it be a woman?" He thought. "Or better yet, why does it have to be a hat?" He moved up from his chair and walked towards his office. 

"Daddy where are you going?" 

"To find Waldo," Vic laughed. 

He heard the TV channel being changed and opened his briefcase. Inside a small envelope under all the papers was a photo. He took it out and looked at it. "God, she is so beautiful," he thought. His eyes moved down her body until he saw the red and white polo shirt she was wearing. "I think I've found Mrs. Waldo," he whispered. 

For the next hour he typed on his laptop and when he was finished he looked at the results. "Will it work?" He wondered. "There's no harm in trying." 

*****

Two days later.

Christine Wright stared out at her soccer team as they ran laps around the large High School Soccer field. Her team was very young this year and was not expected to win as many games as they lost. Last year gave her the first conference championship however; she lost most of that team to graduation. Having a new team would mean spending longer hours away from her husband, Richard and her two year old daughter, Amanda. 

"ONE MORE LAP!" She yelled when they ran past her on the track. She picked up her notebook to look at the list of players and noticed a plain envelope addressed with only her name on it. She knew it wasn't there when practice had started two hours ago. She glanced around and saw that most everyone else had disappeared from the field. She ripped open the envelope and read the letter. 

DEAR CHRISTINE, 

YOU HAVE BEEN NOMINATED TO JOIN A PRIVATE AND EXCITING GROUP. THE PURPOSE OF OUR GROUP IS TO HAVE A NORMAL DAY-TO-DAY LIFE WITH PERIODS OF EXTREME EXCITEMENT AND VARIETY. BASICALLY OUR MEMBERS MEET ONE ON ONE IN PUBLIC PLACES TO GIVE AND RECEIVE SEXUAL PLEASURE.

Christine stopped and again looked around. A man stood across the field and was looking at the team running by. Could he be the one who slipped her this sick letter? She read on. 

TO MAINTAIN OUR SECRECY AND PRIVACY YOU WILL RECEIVE A MISSION LETTER, WHICH WILL DIRECT YOU TO YOUR CONNECTION. THE TIME AND PLACE OF YOUR MEETING WILL BE EXPLAINED IN THE LETTER. TO MAKE IT MORE DANGEROUS AND EXCITING YOU MUST BE WITH YOUR HUSBAND WHILE ON YOUR MISSION. 

She shook her head in disbelief as she continued reading.

THE REQUIREMENTS FOR MEMBERSHIP ARE SIMPLE. YOU MUST BE HEALTHY AND WILLING TO EXPERIMENT WITH SEXUAL PLEASURES. IF YOU AGREE TO ABIDE BY OUR SIMPLE RULES YOU WILL NOT REGRET IT. IF YOU WANT TO JOIN OUR GROUP ALL YOU WILL NEED TO DO IS WEAR A RED AND WHITE BLOUSE TO SCHOOL TOMORROW. IF YOU DO NOT WEAR ONE WE WILL UNDERSTAND AND NOT CONTACT YOU AGAIN. 

"Hey Coach are we done?" Jill Hoehn asked as she put her hands on her knees to rest. 

"Uh.............yes go to the showers," she said now sweating. She read the letter again while they walked into the field house. Maybe it was one of the team members playing a joke on her? After the girls had showered Christine gathered them together. 

"Did any of you leave a letter in my notebook?" She looked closely at their faces but none seemed to show any reaction. "If you did and you are not telling me I'll be forced to take serious discipline action." Again no one showed any reaction. "OK, game tomorrow afternoon against Washington High. Be here and dressed at 2:00PM." She turned and walked back into her office. 

As Christine read the letter for the third time someone knocked on her door. "Come in." She looked up to see the team captain Jill. "Yes?" 

"Coach, I asked the girls after you left and no one seemed to know anything about a letter," Jill said. "Is it a threat or something?" She saw the letter in the coach's hands. 

"No, I think someone is playing a joke on me," Christine said, forcing a smile. "If you hear any of the girls say anything let me know." 

"Yes ma'am," Jill replied. She turned and grabbed her bag from the bench and headed to her car. 

After everyone was gone Christine again looked at the letter. If it was real why would someone ask her to do such a thing? She was a happily married woman with a two year-old child. She loved her husband very much and had not even considered having an affair with another man. She was so busy with the team she had not even met a whole lot of men or even had that much contact with other men. And, to have sex with another man while her husband was nearby would be crazy anyway. She laughed and crumbled up the letter and tossed it in the garbage basket. It had to be a joke.

*****

"I'm home," Jill said as he opened the front door and carried in her dirty gym bag. "And, I'm starving!" 

"We are in the kitchen," her mother yelled. 

Jill dropped her bag and walked in the kitchen to see an empty chair waiting for her. "How come everyone sits in the same seat each time we eat?" 

"Habit, I guess," her father said. "How was practice?" 

"Good, I scored two goals and had one assist," Jill smiled. 

"Great," her mother said. "How did you do on your chemistry exam?" 

Jill took a bite of roast beef. "I passed." 

"Meaning a "C" or "D"?" her father asked. 

"A "D" but it was a "D+"." 

"Honey you will never get into a good college with "Ds"." Her mother sighed. 

"I'll get it up before the end of the semester. All of these long practices will soon be over and all we will have is games with shorter practices." 

"Where's my little brother?" Jill asked looking at his empty seat. 

"Your Aunt Abby took him to the early movies," her mother answered. 

"You know it is a lot quieter around her," Jill giggled. "But, I'll miss helping him find Waldo." 

*****

"How was practice?" Richard asked as Christine struggled while coming in the door carrying her briefcase and a large bag of towels. 

"Long," Christine said. "And, I have to do the towels again because the Sports Department washer went out again." She walked over to hug her husband who was looking out the back kitchen window. She pressed her breasts into his back and kissed him on the back of his neck. "Amanda is at my mothers so maybe we can have some time alone upstairs." It had been weeks since they had last made love. 

"Honey, I told you this morning I have a NASCAR club meeting tonight," Richard said as he turned and kissed her on the tip of her nose. "Maybe if you would have gotten home a little earlier." 

Christine held back her anger. "How come when I'm ready you aren't?" 

"Married people don't have sex every night," he said as he moved away from her body. He walked out of the kitchen. 

"Yes, but they do it more than twice a year," she gasped. She realized the letter had raised her sexual needs and now her husband had just walked away. She heard him leave the house and then carried the towels into the laundry room. Before hitting the "START" button she walked into the master bedroom and reached into the hamper to find more whites that she could throw in the wash. She pulled out some tee shirts, tighty whities, two bras and four panties. At the bottom of the hamper was her red and white polo shirt. "How did he know I had a red and white shirt?" she wondered as she held it up. She carried the whites to the washer and tossed them in with the towels and looked at the polo shirt in the bottom of the basket. She quickly removed her shirt, shorts and bra and panties and tossed the underwear into the machine before hitting the button. As the water rushed in she picked up her shirt and shorts and walked upstairs naked. 

Christine moved to her bed and plopped down on her back. She closed her eyes and thought again how crazy the letter was. As she imagined herself letting another man have his way with her body she toyed with her hard nipples. Richard was the only man she had known intimately and sex had always been a scheduled task for them. She knew his penis was shorter than the average Caucasian man's but had never really wondered how another man's equipment would feel moving in and out of her. 

"Ohh," she moaned when her fingertips discovered how big her clitty was and how moist her pink folds were. She had masturbated more frequently lately but it had never been as hot and exciting as the one she was having now. What if the man wanted her to suck his penis? She had never done that for Richard mainly because he wouldn't let her do it. As her fingers rubbed her pleasure button the other hand moved her thumb into her mouth. She sucked it in and out while flicking her tongue on it. "I wonder how big his penis is." She whispered out loud. She pushed three fingers and her thumb into her lips and pretended she was sucking a thick cock. 

"Ahhh," she moaned as her fingers pushed into her womanly hole. "Fuck me," she moaned aloud. Finally her body exploded and her mind went blank as an orgasm overpowered her. Her hips pushed up and down at her fingers. "FUCK ME!" She screamed. 

It was an hour later that Christine pulled the whites from the washer and tossed them into the dryer. She smiled as she picked up the red and white shirt and carried it into the kitchen. As she washed it in the sink she smiled figuring she would wear it the next day just to see what happens. 

*****

"Dad, over here!" Jill yelled to Vic when he walked into the soccer stadium. She was surprised to see him there so early. Normally he barely made the start of the game. 

"Hi sweetie," he said as he leaned over the short chain linked fence to kiss her forehead. "Are you going to beat this other team?" He looked to the bench and saw the coach wearing a blue windbreaker. 

"Yes, of course," she smiled. Jill was the lone returning senior. "I better get back to warming up," she grinned and walked away. 

Vic moved slowly around the fence until he was standing directly behind the bench. He saw the coach writing in her notebook and hoped she wouldn't turn and look at him because he knew he wouldn't be able to look innocent. He quickly moved up into the stands and sat next to one of the other fathers. 

Christine looked around about every five minutes to see who was around. She didn't want to show her red and white shirt until the time was right. The other coach walked over and she stood talking to her as she peeked up into the stands. She recognized a few of the player's fathers up on top and a couple of the player's boyfriend's standing down below. It was just before the start of the game that she turned and looked at the twenty or thirty people in the stands when she removed her jacket. 

"The coach is a real looker," one of the new fathers whispered to Vic. They both looked down at the tight red and white shirt and plentiful breasts pushing it outward. 

"Yes, she is," Vic whispered back. His heart was pumping blood down below as he glared at the wonderful red and white polo shirt. "Maybe, just maybe, this crazy idea will work?" 

The game started and was a lot closer than Christine really wanted. Her defense was made up of mostly freshmen girls and they made two big mistakes that caused two early goals for Washington. Jill broke away just before the half and scored one on one with the goalie. Christine forgot about the shirt as she stormed into the locker room to give the team hell. 

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME? YOU ARE MUCH BETTER THAN THEY ARE!" She let loose. She sat down and just stared at them. "IF YOU ARE GOING TO KEEP PLAYING LIKE YOU DID IN THE FIRST HALF THEN JUST STAY IN HERE. IF NOT THEN FOLLOW ME." She stood and ran out. 

Jill turned to the team. "You better get off your asses and beat her out to the field." The cleats hitting the concrete could be heard all the way to the stands as the team raced out to pass the coach as she sprinted to the bench. 

As everyone else watched the team run by the coach, Vic's eyes were on her bouncing breasts as she ran. He saw her looking up into the stands and quickly turned to look the other direction. 

The second half was like a different match. The team passed and controlled the ball and played unselfishly. Five minutes into the second half Jill was taken down inside the goal box and was given a penalty kick. She drilled it and the match was tied.  

"She plays as good as she looks," the new father whispered to Vic. He didn't know Jill was his daughter. 

"Yes she does," he grinned. 

A few minutes later the team scored another goal on a corner kick and from then on the confidence flowed and it became a blowout. As the team celebrated the parents moved onto the field to congratulate the players and coaches. 

Christine shook the other coach's hand and turned quickly to see if any of the men were heading her way. She saw one of the fathers walking up to her. 

"Good game coach," he grinned. "I think the year is going to be better than expected." 

"Thank you," she blushed. She noticed his eyes looking at her chest. She wasn't sure what to say. But, he turned and walked over to his daughter and gave her a hug. Ten minutes later Christine was all alone in the middle of the field and nothing was said about her shirt. She headed back to the bench and picked up her stuff before heading back to the locker room. Most of the team had already showered when she arrived. She sat at her desk knowing she should be happy but she was also disappointed. As she stood to leave she noticed her notebook and quickly opened it to see another letter. She tore it open and read:

"SINCE YOU ARE WEARING A RED AND WHITE SHIRT TODAY YOU HAVE DECIDED TO JOIN OUR GROUP. WE CALL OURSELVES THE WW CLUB. YOU WILL RECEIVE ANOTHER LETTER THAT WILL TELL YOU THE TIME AND PLACE TO MEET YOUR CONTACT. ONE OF YOU WILL BE THE SENDER AND ONE THE RECIEVER. THE RECEIVER MUST WEAR AN ARTICLE OF CLOTHING THAT WILL HELP IDENTIFY THEM TO THE SENDER. WE HAVE SELECTED A RED AND WHITE STRIPED GARMENT AS THE IDENTIFIER. 

ONCE THE SENDER HAS IDENTIFIED THE RED AND WHITE GARMENT HE OR SHE MUST SAY THE PASSWORD "WHERE'S?" TO THE PERSON WEARING THE GARMENT. IF THE PERSON IS THE RECEIVER THEY WILL REPLY, "WALDO". THUS THE CONNECTION HAS BEEN MADE. AFTER THE CONNECTION NEITHER OF YOU MAY SPEAK. THE RESPONSIBILITY OF CHOOSING THE PLACE AND METHOD OF SATISFACTION IS UP TO THE SENDER. BUT, IT MUST BE COMPLETED AT THAT LOCATION. WELCOME TO THE WW CLUB. OF COURSE THE "WW" STANDS FOR WHERE'S WALDO.

"Shit, this is real," Christine said as she sat back down in her chair. She kept the letter this time and drove home in a daze. Richard was watching a NASCAR race so she ate a quick bite and moved upstairs into the bathtub. For the second night in a row she masturbated while imagining an unknown man fucking her. 

*****

Vic too was thinking about Christine and how she had worn the shirt. He was not sure however, it she was setting him up or if she really wanted to have sex with an unknown man. He had never cheated on his wife before and had only put together this Waldo thing as a fantasy but it was suddenly real. He sat down with his laptop again and typed:

TAKE YOUR HUSBAND TO THE FALL SPORTS RALLY ON SATURDAY NIGHT. BE SURE TO WEAR A RED AND WHITE GARMENT. YOU WILL BE THE RECEIVER. ENJOY....WW

The sports rally was a gathering of all the teams, parents and supporters for the fall season sports. It was being held at the Sports Pavilion which was located in the center of the fields. It was also the night when the senior players were introduced and appreciated with applause and a School windbreaker. He knew he would be taking a chance if she exposed him and if she went along with it he wondered where they do it without being caught. He sealed the envelope and put it in his jacket pocket. 

*****

It was the Friday before the big Sports rally and Christine had expected to be notified of the date and time she was to meet the Waldo man. She had just returned from a meeting of all the coaches when she noticed the door to her office slightly open. She quietly noticed a figure inside and slipped in to see a man leaning over her desk. 

"Can I help you?" She asked nervously. "Was he the Waldo?" She thought to herself. 

"Oh, uh....I was leaving you a........note," the man said as he backed away from her desk. 

The man looked familiar but she could not remember where she had seen him. "Well you might as well just tell me now," she said looking at his older handsome face. 

"I'm from the office and one of your players was short on semester credits last year." 

She looked at him suspiciously. "Why didn't you call?" 

"I was in the building for something else and decided it was important enough to just bring it here myself. I tried to call before but you were out." 

Christine picked up the note and read what he had just told her. "Thank you," she smiled. "I'll check with the girl and have her stop by the office as soon as possible." 

After the man left she moved around her desk and pulled out her chair. There on the seat was a plan envelope with her name typed on it. She closed her door and ripped it open. 

"TAKE YOUR HUSBAND TO THE FALL SPORTS RALLY ON SATURDAY NIGHT. BE SURE TO WEAR A RED AND WHITE GARMENT. YOU WILL BE THE RECEIVER. ENJOY....WW"

"Shit," she sighed. "Does he expect me to allow him to fuck me at the sports rally?" 

*****

Richard was not home when she entered the house with her child. She put Amanda in the crib and moved into her bedroom to get a quick shower before her husband came home. She undressed and saw the red glow on her body. Her nipples were very hard and were hurting for attention. Her pussy was dripping and her clit was raised wanting come action. The Waldo thing had suddenly taken over her normally routine life. She moved under the hot water spray and rubbed the smooth soap over her wanton flesh. 

She did not hear the bedroom or the bathroom doors open and did not see the naked body moving into the shower behind her. She was fingering her deepest need when strong fingers caressed her buttocks. "AHHH!" She screamed and jerked away. Not only was she scared but she was also suddenly embarrassed to be caught masturbating. "RICHARD!" 

"Sorry I scared you," he whispered. "I was going to say something until I saw what you were doing. I've never seen you do it before." 

"Well, since you don't seem to want me anymore I don't have much choice," she said looking down at his hard-on which was dripping water from the spray. 

"Do it again," he said as he took hold of his steel pole. As he stroked it he watched as she decided if she would actually do it. 




Where's Waldo? The Beginning



"I've never seen you do it either," she giggled. As her eyes watched the large swollen crown moving in and out of his fist she wondered again how big the Waldo man would be. "Are all men about the same size as you?" She asked while moving her fingers down into her soft damp bush. 

Richard knew Christine was a virgin when they were married but really didn't know how many men she had touched or jerked off. "I've seen some men at the gym who are bigger and some smaller. Do you wish I was bigger?" He was getting turned on now realizing his wife was wondering how it would be with a bigger dick. 

"No, of course not," she said not sure if she was being truthful. Her fingers and the fact that she was masturbating in front of him was sending chills up and down her spine. "Ohhh," she moaned while closing her eyes and leaning back against the shower wall. 

Richard stopped stroking because he wanted to save it for fucking but first he wanted to get her as close to cuming as possible. His fingers gently pulled on her small but hard nipples. "Pretend I'm another man," he whispered. He expected her to say no but instead she smiled and moaned. "Oh yes." 

"Shit," he thought as her fingers fucked in and out of her light brown bush. "Stop." 

Christine heard his voice but could not stop her fingers. They represented the other man and he was the one fucking her. "I can't," she groaned. She had to cum. Never had she been this hot before. "I'M CUMING!" Her body exploded into many hot pieces of lava as the hot juices flowed from within. She finally relaxed and opened her eyes to look for him but he was gone. 

Twenty minutes later she moved downstairs and saw him watching a NASCAR race. She was only wearing her shortest robe when she moved next to him on the sofa. "Are you mad?" 

"No, my wife fingers herself wondering how a bigger man would feel inside of her pussy. Why would that make me mad?" He snapped back without turning to look at her. 

"You were the one who told me to pretend you were another man," she said. They both knew she was already thinking about it before he got into the shower. 

"Yes, but you were really thinking about it before I got there. Now, I feel like maybe I'm not enough for you." 

"Yes you are," she smiled as she grabbed his zipper and pulled downward. She had never been as brazen before as she reached into his fly and boxers and found his semi-hard shaft. She pulled it out and rubbed across the pre-cum soaked head. "Haven't you ever wondered how it would be with another woman?" 

"No, of course not," he lied. Her fingers quickly got his six inch dick hard. 

"I've seen the way you've looked at my sister," she whispered. 

"When?" He asked now breathing heavier. 

"Last month when we went to my parent's house and she was wearing the bikini. I was talking to you and you didn't hear a word I said." 

"Shit, she was almost falling out of that thing," Richard moaned. He pictured the eighteen year-old sister in the tiny bikini and suddenly felt his dam burst. "OH GOD!" Her fingers stroked him until he completely emptied his load up onto her fist. She giggled and ran into the hallway bath to wash off. 

Christine walked back and sat down. "Our sex life has sucked since Amanda was born. We need to get it going again." 

"Do you want to include others?" He asked. One of the guys he worked with bragged about swapping wives with his best friend. He never thought he could take it watching Christine being fucked by another man however when he saw her face in the shower it turned him on. 

"Do you?" She was not going to be the first to say it. 

"I'm afraid to," he said. "Swapping with another couple could become complicated and mess up everything." 

Christine decided to take a chance. "What if we could have sex with others who we really don't know that well or maybe not at all?" 

"So we go to a bar and just pick up another couple or join an internet wife swap?" 

"No, but if you could have uncomplicated sex with someone else would you be interested?" 

"That would mean you too would have the same." 

"Yes," she replied. She realized her husband was really entertaining the idea. 

"How would such a thing work?" He asked as he turned off the race. He had to be interested to do that. 

"Where's Waldo?" She grinned. 

"Huh?" 

She laughed. "A few days ago I got a letter from an unknown person that said I've been selected to join a private club whose purpose was to have secret sex with other club members in public places while our spouses are with us. At first I thought someone was playing a game with me until I received more letters. At the Sports Rally I'm supposed to have sex with someone." 

"Are you kidding me?" He asked. 

"No, I'm serious. I've gone along with it so far but really didn't want to do it unless you said it was OK." 

"What do I get out of it?" He asked. "He fucks you and I only watch?" 

"You are not supposed to know anything and we are to slip away somewhere and have some type of sex. Once I know who he is I'll get you involved with the club." 

"How do you know this isn't some guy who wants to just get into your pants?" 

"I don't but I want to do it," she said realizing he could take it wrong. "But, only if you agree." 

"What if he is a crackpot and hurts you?" 

"I want you to be nearby," she said. She saw his penis getting hard again at the thought of her fucking another man. 

"God Christine," Richard said. "I'm not sure about this." 

She giggled and took his hard-on again in her fist. "I think you are sure about it." 

"But.........," he started to say before her fingers again stroked him to hardness. She moved away and removed her robe to stand naked in front of him. He followed her like a zombie to the small bedroom on the first floor and moved on top of her nakedness. Her hot thighs moved around his hips as he pushed his stiff shaft into her quivering quim. 

Richard fucked his wife whose eyes were closed. He knew she was imagining he was another man doing it but at that moment didn't care because her pussy felt so hot and wet. "NOW!" She screamed as she climaxed. It had been so long since she orgasmed while fucking. 

*****

Vic went to the school early to scope out the facilities and to plan his sender seduction. He walked through the first floor of the athletic building and saw two people come out of a room way down at the end of the hallway. They were carrying racket ball equipment. He moved down and looked into the small window. "Perfect," he thought as he moved across the hall and saw a room with workout mats. The room had a lock on it and if he placed the mat in the right position in the room anyone looking inside would not be able to see them. He smiled and moved back to his car to write Christine a note. 

The facility filled up pretty quickly and pretty soon there were hundreds of athletes, parents, students, family members, and coaches all around. The athletic director was the first to speak and told everyone to enjoy themselves with the food and drinks and to get to know each other as best as they could. Vic smiled and looked across the large gym at Christine who was wearing her red and white shirt and sitting next to her husband Richard who he had met a few times. His wife Amy and Jill walked over to him. 

"Are you hungry yet?" Amy asked. They had been watching some of the swimming demonstrations and was impressed by the men's lean bodies and bulges under the skimpy Speedos. 

"Yes," he said as he watched Christine and Richard head towards the food tent area. They walked that way and found themselves in line behind the coach and her husband. 

"Hello coach," Jill said smiling. She glanced at Christine's husband and smiled. He was cute even though he was about ten years older than her. 

Christine turned and smiled at her senior captain. "Hi Jill, do you remember my husband Richard?" 

Jill smiled at the handsome man. "Yes, how are you sir?" 

"Please call me Richard," he said. "Sir makes me feel so old.' 

She giggled and held the man's hand in hers while she introduced her father and mother. "Do you remember my Mom and Dad?" 

"Yes," Christine said smiling. She thought Vic had that rough but sexy look and Amy was very nice. "But, I forget your names." 

"Vic and Amy," he said shaking her hand. He smiled thinking that soon he would be pumping his hard-on into her pussy. 

"I think your daughter is wonderful," Christine grinned. "She's already the best captain I've had here." 

"Thanks," Jill said blushing. 

"Would you like to sit with us?" Christine asked as they carried their food trays to the picnic area. 

"Yes," Vic quickly said. When Christine sat down across from her husband Vic jumped next to her who left Jill and Amy next to Richard. For the next twenty minutes they ate and talked about where they were all raised. Richard's leg kept brushing against Jill's leg without her pulling away. 

"So where is your boyfriend?" Richard asked Jill. The heat from her body was causing him some discomfort in his crotch. 

"Not enough time for a boyfriend," she smiled. "Your wife keeps me too busy." 

"Good," Vic laughed filling the role of a father. He too kept inching closer to Christine who was now looking around to see if Waldo was stalking her yet. "Are you alright?" he whispered seeing her serious look. 

"Yes, something is on my mind right now. Sorry if I kept drifting away," she whispered back to him. 

"Is there something wrong?" 

She smiled. "No not really. I'm just excited about something and can't keep from thinking about it." 

That was all he needed to hear to know she was very interested in doing it with Waldo. 

"Jill and I are going back to the swimming pool," Amy said as she stood up. "Would any of you like to go?" 

"No thank you," Christine replied. She was too nervous to even walk. "Not my cup of tea either," Vic said smiling. He reached into his pocket and grabbed the small note he had written. 

"Let me clear off the table," Richard said as he stood and grabbed all the paper trash and cups. As he walked to a large trash barrel about fifty feet away Vic leaned over and whispered in Christine's ear, "Where's" 

She heard his voice but it didn't register for about five seconds. Suddenly her eyes opened wide as she realized Waldo was sitting next to her all this time. He was the father of one of her players. Her throat got dry and she took a deep breath to build up enough courage to answer, "Waldo." As Richard turned to walk back to the table he slipped the note into her hand. 

"Well, I'm going for a walk," Vic announced as he stood and smiled at Christine and her husband. She watched as he headed for the athletic building. 

"So what do you want to do now?" Richard asked when he sat back down at the picnic table. "You want to walk around and see if this guy approaches you? Maybe I need to leave you alone?" 

"I.........uh........have to go use the bathroom," she said, nervously squeezing the paper in her fist. She knew they had agreed for him to be nearby in case the man got rough with her but now that she knew who he was she didn't want her husband around. "Maybe you should leave me alone or he won't come near me." 

"I'll be around here if he contacts you. Come and get me." 

"OK," she said standing. Her body was trembling as she walked towards the athletic building. Once she got inside the door she read the note:

"COME TO THE HANDBALL COURT ROOM 4." 

"The handball court," she whispered. "He wants to do it there?" She moved quickly into the ladies room and threw some cold water on her face. "Can I do this?" She asked herself quietly. She realized her panties were dripping wet and took some paper towels to dry off somewhat. She checked her hair and smiled as she turned and walked out of the rest room. 

Vic had pulled a mat across the hall and had taped a piece of paper on the door that said "ROOM CLOSED". He turned off the over head light and waited by the door to hear her footsteps. 

She passed Handball Court rooms 1 thru 3 and stood nervously in front of room 4. It was dark in the room and the sign said the room was closed. He had thought of everything. She took another deep breath and knocked softly on the door. 

Vic too was very nervous as he pulled open the door and saw her eyes looking into his. She was obviously as nervous as he was and from the hardness of her nipples poking out the front of her shirt just as excited. He smiled and moved back to allow her to walk inside. 

Christine's head was spinning when she passed him and saw the exercise mat on the floor next to the back wall. It was there that she would be fucked by another man. The room suddenly got very dark when he closed the door and the only sound was the click of the lock. She stood shaking as she waited. She was the receiver and he was the sender. 

It took about a minute for their eyes to adjust to the dim light in the room generated by the light filtering in from around the door and the small window. He moved slowly up until he was standing face to face with her. 

"Oh God," Christine thought when he leaned his head downward while aiming his lips to hers. It had been so long since she had frenched another man. She closed her eyes and marveled at the difference of texture and hardness. At first they were shy as they pushed their lips together. It was her lips that first opened and her tongue that licked lightly across his. 

Vic felt her tongue and moved his own out to meet it. They tasted each other's lunch and moved closer until their mouths opened wider and wider and their tongues dove deeper and deeper. Their hands crossed as they moved around each other's backs. Suddenly her small but firm breasts pressed into his chest and his hard-on pressed against her upper stomach. Her heel touched the edge of the mat and she slowly leaned backwards while bringing his body with her. She lost her balance and they fell onto the soft mat. 

Christine giggled as his body crushed down onto hers. Her mouth accepted his again and their hands quickly explored the strange body before them. It had been so long since either had kissed this way and many years since they spent so much time touching privates covered by clothing. She felt his hand caressing her soft breast as she reached down to grab onto his large bulge. He was definitely a lot bigger than Richard. 

Their breathing became ragged as they pressed together. He discovered her wonderful ass and took at least five minutes to explore it. Her lips and tongue traveled to his earlobe down his neck to his chest as she unbuttoned his top two buttons on his polo shirt. She didn't realize that her kisses had presented him a desire for oral sex until his hands gently pushed her head lower down over his stomach to the top of his shorts. Her head froze as she glared at the zipper before her nose. He wanted her to give him a blowjob. 

Her fingers trembled as they moved from his bulge and traveled to the zipper tab. She pulled it down and down until it reached bottom. The snap was next and then she pulled the shorts open. She smiled at the white briefs that had "FTL" written on the waistband as she pulled them down and over the long hard and thick penis waiting for her. Her eyes roamed its length and shape realizing they all don't look alike like someone had told her. She remembered what her college roommate had told her about giving a blowjob and leaned down to lick the pre-cum drops off the tip. He moaned and she giggled. 

As Christine licked Jill's father's penis his hands pulled the red and white shirt up over her breasts. She moved her head away from his sausage so he could take off the shirt and then release her bra. When it was gone she moved back to show him her 34C mounds. 

Vic put the blowjob on hold while he leaned down to suckle the hard cherry tips on her breasts. Her hand held onto his hard cock as he unbuckled the small belt on her shorts, unsnapped the button and pushed down the zipper. He saw the tiny black thong and pulled it outward to see the light brown bush under the black silk. His lips moved down from her tits, over her navel to the silky mane waiting for him as he pushed down and off her shorts and panties. 

Christine opened her thighs as wide as she could. She watched his eyes peering at her opened sex lips. "OHHHH!" She screamed when his mouth engulfed her pussy folds and his tongue attacked her hard clitoris. 

*****

"Shit," Richard muttered as he walked from one end of the complex to the other. He had not seen his wife for almost thirty minutes and realized the contact had probably been made and the man was now fucking her. He suddenly doubted the madness and wished she was there with him. He walked by the swimming complex and moved inside. Maybe she was with Jill and Amy? 

Jill and Amy's eyes were on the diver as he moved to the side of the pool where they sat only five feet away and pushed up and out of the pool. For the last half hour they had seen five men come out of the water and had seen the shape of five male penises under the tight swim suits. Both were highly turned on when Richard moved next to them. "So how is the demonstration?" 

"What?" Amy asked when he broke her sexual trance. 

"The demonstration how is it?" 

"Good," Jill giggled. She crossed her legs when the diver looked in her direction to give him a quickly peek up under her denim skirt at her lacy white panties. 

"Have you seen my wife?" He asked noticing a woman was now getting ready to dive. He watched her form on the high board and her perfect entry into the water. It was now his pleasure as she scrambled up the pool edge and stood to reposition her bathing suit over her full breasts and crotch area. 

"No," Amy responded 

"That's OK," he grinned as the girl smiled at him and walked away while pulling her bottoms from her ass crack. 

*****

Christine had lost track of time and reality. His hands and tongue was driving her body crazy and her pussy was begging for him to enter her. She pulled up on his arm until his lips moved from her womanhood and his body was lying between her open thighs. They looked into each other's eyes when he aimed his thick cock at her moist folds and pushed slowly but forcefully inside. She was as tight as a virgin when his thick crown disappeared. 

"OH GOD VIC," she moaned. He was splitting her open and it wasn't painful. "Give it to me." 

"Shhh," he whispered trying to stay within the Where's Waldo rules he had created. 

Fucking his daughter's soccer coach on a mat in the handball court was more than he could handle in his primitive masculine mind. Her lips again found his as their bodies slapped together until her fingernails dug into his hips causing small wounds. "AHHHH!" she cried out when she came. 

Vic was happy she had made it because he couldn't hold back another second. His hot spunk shot from his hose filling the tiny space she still had left in her stuffed tube. The pressure and the heat caused her to climax again. It was her first multiple orgasm. 

"OH GOD!!!!!" 

*****

Richard was watching the cute little blonde on the diving board when he felt someone move next to him and grab his arm. He felt her breast and turned to see her smiling face. Her eyes told him she had done it. "I thought you were going to come and get me," he whispered. 

"I didn't have to," she giggled. "I knew him and trusted him." 

"You know him?" He whispered. 

"Yes, but we can't talk about it now," she said glancing over at Jill and Amy. "What are you watching?" 

Richard's eyes followed the girl coming out of the pool and saw the tiny bumps on her chest. Her pussy shape was very apparent as she posed before grabbing a towel from a teammate and walking away. "Her," he replied. 

"Do you want her?" Christine whispered. 




Where's Waldo? The Beginning



"What do you mean?" 

"Where's Waldo?" she smiled. "Maybe, she will go for it like I did?" 

Richard realized what his wife had been trying to tell him. Since she was now a club member she could somehow bring him into the club and possibly allow him to pick out another female for secret sex. "Oh........I see," he grinned. "Let me think about it." He glanced at the other divers and then at Jill and Amy. He had a lot of choices here and at his office where a new secretary had started a month ago. 

Ten minutes later Vic walked in and sat next to his wife. He avoided Christine's eyes. "Why have you spent most of your day here?" he whispered. His eyes followed where both Jill and Amy were looking. Three men swimmers were stretching nearby. "Shit, women were just as bad as men," he thought. He turned back and saw Christine and Richard standing ready to leave. 

"It was a pleasure seeing you two again," Christine said looking at Amy and then at Vic. "I hope we don't stay strangers." 

"Yes, me too," Richard grinned. 

"See you at practice Jill," Christine said as she turned and left arm in arm with her husband. 

***** 

Richard couldn't wait and as soon as they exited the building he pulled her aside. "OK tell me everything." 

She giggled. "I can't tell you EVERYTHING," she pronounced the last word. 

"Did you do it?" 

"Yes," she smiled. Since they were standing in an empty hallway she reached down and grabbed his bulge. "He fucked me." 

"Oh God," Richard moaned. "Tell me about it." 

"Wait until we get home." She giggled and ran from the building. 

"Wait! Who is he?" 

All the way home in the car his hands kept grabbing at her breast and down into her lap. "Stop, you are going to wreck the car," Christine said seriously. "I can't tell you who he is. It's one rule of the club I can't break." She also didn't want him to know it was the father of one of her players. If he got jealous and said something later on she could lose her job. 

She was barely in the house when he tackled her and pulled her down onto the soft rug by the fireplace. He pushed his hand under her shorts and panties and felt the man's cum dripping from within. "You really did do it." 

"He did it," she said closing her eyes. Her husband's fingers on her sore lips were causing her extreme pleasure. She knew it was time to tell him about it. "We did it in the handball court on a mat. It was dark and at first we just kissed, then we started touching and then fell down on the mat. I licked his penis." She stopped to see Richard's reaction. 

"You.....you gave him......a blowjob?" 

"No, I just licked the tip." 

"How big was he?" Richard interrupted. 

"Let me finish," she smiled. His fingers continued to toy with her pleasure button. "He undressed me and then kissed my nipples. You know how turned on I get so that was it. When he licked my vagina I almost climaxed. And then we did it." 

"Say it," He whispered. The man's cum was now all over his fingers. 

"He..............fucked me," she whispered. "Yes, he was big so big. DON'T STOP!" Her hips shot upward and she climaxed again. "OH HONEY!" Her lips found his. 

Christine waited for his reaction but he was quiet. She knew it was time for his surprised. Her fingers snaked out his hard dick and as she leaned down to suck it into her mouth and throat she said, "I saved this for you." 

"Ohhh," Richard moaned when his prick disappeared into her warm mouth. He had never had a blowjob before and didn't want her to do it until now. "Thank you Waldo," he thought as her lips and tongue experimented until his spunk was ready to pop. "I'm going to................cum," he warned. She jerked her mouth away just in time. Ten minutes later he finally got her to tell him who he was. 

*****

It was the next day on Sunday afternoon when the phone rang and Vic answered it. 

"Hello," Christine said softly. 

"Err....hi," he whispered back. Amy was in the laundry room down the hallway. 

"Can you talk?" 

"Not really," he whispered. "Are you alone?" He looked at the phone number on the caller ID screen and wrote it down. 

"Yes, call me back when you can." She hung up the phone. 

About ten minutes later Vic called her back using his cell phone while in the garage. "Ok, Amy is upstairs," he whispered. 

"I need to talk to you about the club," she said. 

"We are not supposed to talk about it," he said. He didn't want to tell her there really was no club and that he had invented it only to seduce her. 

She would not take no for an answer. "Meet me in an hour in my office." She hung up. 

"Shit," Vic said. He moved upstairs and took a quick shower since his body was sweaty from working in the yard. Forty minutes later he told his wife he was going out to hit some range balls at the local driving range. There was only one car parked in front of the building as he parked next to it and moved inside. Christine was sitting at her desk when he knocked on the door frame. 

"Hi," she said. "We are allowed to talk now right?" She walked across the desk and stood nervously in front of him. 

"Well.........yes.........I guess so," he said looking down at the negligee blouse she was wearing. It was obvious she was not wearing a bra. 

"What do we do now?" she grinned. 

Vic thought about quickly but realized he had not thought about it since his goal was just to fuck her. "I'm not sure." 

She looked at him. "How long have you been a member?" 

"Not long," he answered truthfully. 

"Can you tell me about your initial contact?" she moved closer until their bodies almost touched. 

"I..........uh.....can't talk about.......itttt," he stuttered. 

She smiled and pushed her open hand down on his crotch and felt his thick shaft. "Is it OK if we do it again?" 

"Here? Na....now?" 

"Yes, now," she said calmly. "I brought us a mat from the exercise room." She looked over at the mat on the floor. 

Christine quickly unzipped him and had his long pink shaft in her tiny fingers. "I've thought about this since we did it," she whispered. She pulled him by it to the mat and stood to remove her blouse and skirt. She was not wearing panties. "I like it better in the light," she giggled as she finished undressing him. She again pulled him down on the mat and took his dick in her hand and started stroking it. 

"All men are not created equal," she giggled. "Tell me about your first contact." 

He realized she was not going to let it go so he made up a story. "I got the letter at work and was shocked. Oh," he moaned when her lips opened and sucked in the huge tip. "I met the woman............at........an after work party. We..........uh...did it in the back seat of........my car." He lied. 

She moved her lips off and licked them clean. "I want to do a 69." She had read about them but never thought it would happen until now. Without waiting for his reply she moved onto his body facing his feet and pushed her soaked pussy onto his face. Her lips again captured his rigid member. Her mind concentrated on sucking his dick while her body focused on his tongue licking across her clit. When she was close to cuming she move off and turned around until she was straddling his hips with her pussy above his tower. "Now I get to fuck you," she giggled. 

As his prick entered her hot oven she whispered, "I told my husband." 

Vic's mind went straight from pleasure to panic. "WHAT!" 

"The letters didn't say I couldn't tell him so I did," she said wondering why he was so upset. "Don't worry he said it was OK." 

"He...eee...........did?" 

"Yes, I want to get him into the club too," she giggled. Her pussy was almost half-way down. "Do I get to nominate somebody now?" 

"Fuck," Vic thought. He realized he had to tell her the truth before the lie got so big it would make it back to his wife. "There is no club. I made it all up." Her rising and falling body stopped in mid-flight. 

"Tell me you are joking," she said seriously. 

"I'm sorry. I did it to make love with you," he said shamefully. He reached his hands up to cup her breasts but she slapped them away and pushed up off of his red pecker. "Christine, I've wanted you since the first time I saw you." He watched as she pulled up her panties and skirt. 

After she pulled the blouse over her naked boobs she said. "Leave." 

"Please forgive me," he said as he sat up and pulled on this clothing. She didn't say another word until he walked from the office. 

"Asshole." 

***** 

For the next two weeks Vic sat in the upper bleachers watching the team play and kept his eyes on Christine who would not even look at him. After the game on a Wednesday night he waited for her to come out from her office. 

"Christine speak to me," he said as he stood by her car. 

"Get away from my car please," she said glaring at him. "You must really think I'm stupid." 

"No, I don't," he said. "I think you are wonderful. I made a mistake." 

"What other woman would fall for the bullshit you threw at me?" she said. 

"Maybe any woman and any man. I don't know," Vic answered. "I've been thinking about it and if you want I will keep the club going." 

She pushed the button unlocking the doors and stopped. "Are you serious?" 

"Yes. I'll set your husband up to be a Waldo for any woman he wants." 

"Any woman?" 

"Yes, any woman. It will be a good test to see how it works." He moved closer and took her hand with the key still in it. "I don't want you angry with me." 

"You're lucky because two weeks ago I wanted to kill you," she said moving back against the car. "If you are now lying to me I'll make sure you pay." 

"I'm not lying. Tell Richard to pick any woman." He moved his fingers up over her wrist to her forearm and then up her bicep and lightly across her breast. "Any woman." His fingertips toyed with the raised tip. 

"He's already told me who he wants," she whispered. Her hand pressed against his groin. 

"Who is it?" he gasped when her fingers curled around his bulge. 

"Jill." 

"My daughter?" he said looking into her eyes. "No way." 

Her fingers tightened until he groaned. "You said any woman." 

"She won't do it," he said realizing he was trapped. 

"We won't know until we try will we?" she giggled. 

*****

It was Wednesday evening after practice when Jill moved from the showers and picked up her towel. When she opened it a white envelope fell out. She realized she was the only one left in the shower and picked it up to read her name on it. Her eyes moved around the wall into the locker room and saw three team mates leaving. She quickly opened the letter and read: DEAR JILL, 

YOU HAVE BEEN NOMINATED TO JOIN A PRIVATE AND EXCITING GROUP. THE PURPOSE OF OUR GROUP IS TO HAVE A NORMAL DAY-TO-DAY LIFE WITH PERIODS OF EXTREME EXCITEMENT AND VARIETY. BASICALLY OUR MEMBERS MEET ONE ON ONE IN PUBLIC PLACES TO GIVE AND RECEIVE SEXUAL PLEASURE.

Jill stopped and sat down on the bench. 

TO MAINTAIN OUR SECRECY AND PRIVACY YOU WILL RECEIVE A MISSION LETTER, WHICH WILL DIRECT YOU TO YOUR CONNECTION. THE TIME AND PLACE OF YOUR MEETING WILL BE EXPLAINED IN THE LETTER. TO MAKE IT MORE DANGEROUS AND EXCITING YOU MUST BE WITH YOUR PARENTS WHILE ON YOUR MISSION. 

"Holy shit," she whispered as her eyes raced to the next paragraph. 

OUR REQUIREMENTS FOR MEMBERSHIP ARE SIMPLE. YOU MUST BE HEALTHY AND WILLING TO EXPERIMENT WITH SEXUAL PLEASURES. IF YOU AGREE TO ABIDE BY OUR SIMPLE RULES YOU WILL NOT REGRET IT. IF YOU WANT TO JOIN OUR GROUP ALL YOU WILL NEED TO DO IS WEAR A RED BLOUSE TO SCHOOL TOMORROW. IF YOU DO NOT WEAR ONE WE WILL UNDERSTAND AND NOT CONTACT YOU AGAIN.

She stared at the words for about five more minutes until she heard the coach. "Jill, are you alright in there?" 

"YES!" She yelled as she quickly dried her young morsels and hips before hiding the letter in the towel. When she walked out she saw Coach Christine looking at her from her office doorway. 

"Are you sure you are alright?" She asked. Her eyes roamed the girls well built body for the first time with interest. Jill's breasts were slightly larger than her own and the girl had not shaved her pubic mound for some time. The dark squirrelly hairs wormed their way up to about two inches below her navel. 

"Uh...Yes," she lied as she turned and faced the locker. 

Her ass was probably Jill's best feature and would give any a man a stiffy especially Richard who was definitely an ass man. As she bent forward to pull her bag from the bottom of the locker her ass cheeks opened to show her tiny brown anus and the bottom of her pink pussy. She wondered if the girl was a virgin. 

"Can I ask you a question?" Christine asked as she sat down next to the locker. 

"You already have," Jill smiled. She was nervous being naked in front of her coach like this. 

"How come you never speak of having a boyfriend?" 

"I told you I'm too busy for boys right now," She took her time reaching up into the top of the locker. This caused her feet to push up onto her toes which caused the muscles in her legs to be pronounced as well as those in her cute butt. 

"You haven't had a serious boyfriend have you?" 

"Not really," Jill answered. She pulled the plain white bikini panties up over her thick forest and snapped her bra over her orbs. 

"You know it's OK to be a virgin right?" Christine was taking a gamble. 

Jill stopped buttoning her blouse. "I just haven't met the right guy." 

"You will," Christine grinned. She walked away. "You definitely will," she thought. 

***** 

It was later that night when Vic was watching TV when he heard his daughter yell down to her mother. "MOM, DO YOU KNOW WHERE MY RED BLOUSE IS?" 

"Yes dear it's in the spare room to be ironed. Do you have to have it tomorrow?" 

"YES. I HAVE TO HAVE IT!" 

Vic put down the remote and sighed. 

*****

Christine normally did not arrive at the school until after the homeroom period but this day was special. She purposely walked by Jill's homeroom and peeked into the door but didn't see her. 

"Coach, what are you doing here?" A voice asked from behind. 

Christine turned and saw Jill and the bright red blouse. "I was looking for Ms. Kennedy." 

Jill grinned. "She's over on the other wing. I'll see you later at practice." 

Christine watched her enter the room and then walk to her seat while checking out all the boys to see if they were looking at her. 

"He's not a boy," Christine giggled. 

It was later that day when Jill walked to her car following practice that she saw a white envelop on the driver's seat. She opened the door, grabbed the letter and read: 

"SINCE YOU ARE WEARING A RED BLOUSE TODAY YOU HAVE DECIDED TO JOIN OUR GROUP. WE CALL OURSELVES THE WW CLUB. YOU WILL RECEIVE ANOTHER LETTER THAT WILL TELL YOU THE TIME AND PLACE TO MEET YOUR CONTACT. ONE OF YOU WILL BE THE SENDER AND ONE THE RECIEVER. THE RECEIVER MUST WEAR AN ARTICLE OF CLOTHING THAT WILL HELP IDENTIFY THEM TO THE SENDER. WE HAVE SELECTED A RED AND WHITE STRIPED GARMENT AS THE IDENTIFIER. 

ONCE THE SENDER HAS IDENTIFIED THE RED AND WHITE GARMENT HE OR SHE MUST SAY THE PASSWORD "WHERE'S?" TO THE PERSON WEARING THE GARMENT. IF THE PERSON IS THE RECEIVER THEY WILL REPLY, "WALDO". THUS THE CONNECTION HAS BEEN MADE. AFTER THE CONNECTION NEITHER OF YOU MAY SPEAK. THE RESPONSIBILITY OF CHOOSING THE PLACE AND METHOD OF SATISFACTION IS UP TO THE SENDER. BUT, IT MUST BE COMPLETED AT THAT LOCATION. WELCOME TO THE WW CLUB. OF COURSE THE "WW" STANDS FOR WHERE'S WALDO.

For the first time in a long time Jill did not think about soccer. She read the letter again and then again. She picked up her cell phone and called her mother, "Mom, I'm going to the mall on the way home. I need to get something." An hour later she walked out of the mall with a red and white blouse in the bag. 

*****

As Christine stopped to drop her kid off at the childcare center the next morning she saw Vic standing by her car. "What are you doing here?" 

"I want to call this off," he said softly as another woman walked by with a young child in her arms. 

"Too late," she grinned. "Jill wants to do it." 

"She has no idea who it is," Vic said. "What if she doesn't want to do it when she sees Richard?" 

Christine laughed. "I've seen her looking at my husband in sexual thought before. You men don't have any idea what we women see." 

"She's too young." 

"She's eighteen and ready." 

"I'm going to tell her everything," Vic bluffed. 

"Make sure you tell Amy too," Christine smiled as she opened her car door. "Because I'm sure she will find out as well." 

"Fuck," Vic said as she drove away. 

***** 

It was in her last period class when the teacher handed Jill an envelope as she entered. 

"Who gave you this?" Jill asked nervously. 

"It was on my desk when I came in," the teacher said. 

She took it to her seat and sat for a minute before walking back to the teacher. "I'm not feeling too well. May I go to the restroom?"

"Sure," the teacher replied. 

As soon as Jill made it into a stall and locked it she opened the envelope and read:

"TAKE YOUR PARENTS TO THE TEAM COOKOUT ON SATURDAY NIGHT. BE SURE TO WEAR A RED AND WHITE GARMENT. YOU WILL BE THE RECEIVER. ENJOY....WW"

Jill thought it was a mistake since boyfriends and other boys were not allowed. The only boys allowed where direct family members and then she remembered Heather's Brother Tommy who was now living at home. Maybe he was coming? She smiled and moved back into the classroom. 

*****

Since Vic was left out of the last letter he did not know when his daughter would be meeting her Waldo guy Richard. He knew it had to be at a place where they would all be at and wondered if Christine would have enough nerve to do it at her house at the team cookout. Since the time he heard his little girl would be a Waldo target he had suddenly thought of her in a different way. He caught himself staring at her braless breasts under her nightgown at breakfast the other day and then later peeked into her room that night to see her sitting in only a tee shirt and panties while doing her ironing for school. He realized she was not a little girl anymore. 

It was Saturday morning when they prepared for the cookout that he pulled Jill aside. "You know you always have choices in life and if there is something you don't want to do you don't have to do it." 

"I don't understand," she said looking at him. "I haven't even thought about what college I want to go to." She walked away. 

"Wait, that's not what I meant." 

A few minutes later she walked down the stairs wearing a very skimpy red and white bikini that showed more than Vic wanted it to. "You can't wear that today." His eyes peeked at the few pubic hairs escaping out the side and even the top of the tiny triangle. 

"Why not? It will be mostly the girls outside in the pool. You parents will probably be inside in the air conditioning like you were last year." She glanced down at the sudden rise in his shorts and was shocked. She quickly looked up. He had a hard-on. 

"It you are going to wear it then at least trim," he said looking directly at her escaping hairs. 

She giggled. "Do they bother you?" She asked as she pinched the top of her bikini bottom and pulled it outward to push the few escapees back into her thick growth. 

Vic stood speechless as she giggled and ran back up the stairs showing him her bare butt cheeks poorly covered by the thin strap. 

***** 

"You keep everyone busy out here," Richard whispered to his wife as they peered out at the young female flesh by the swimming pool. He had spent many a stressful afternoon pretending to be cooking on the grill as he peeked at the young breasts overflowing their skimpy bikinis. Until today it had been a fantasy. 

He heard the doorbell and ran to answer it and to let Jill, wearing a red and white shirt and her parents inside. Vic glared at Richard but all he did was just smile. He knew the man couldn't say a thing. 




Where's Waldo? The Beginning



Jill moved out onto the patio and saw Tommy sitting near his parents and sister. He smiled and she smiled back. He was the only young guy there and had to be Waldo she thought. She moved over to a chair next to his and slowly removed her shirt and shorts. 

Christine and Richard stood in the kitchen watching Jill's nearly naked body wiggle to the small diving board. She stood proudly on the back making sure everyone including Tommy saw her nearly perfect body and then took a long high step to perform a perfect jack knife into the water. 

"Take it slow with her," Christine whispered. "She's a virgin." It was the first time she had told him. 

"Are you sure she will do it?" He asked not really believing anyone would really fall for the Waldo thing. 

"I think so but until you push it in she might change her mind," she laughed. She looked across the patio at Vic who was watching Richard and her. She grinned and waved at him. She had plans for him later. 

The first hour they all mingled and got to know each other especially the new parents and girls. Jill was puzzled why Tommy had not said much to her and spent most of his time talking to a new transfer girl with long legs. She had almost given up hope until she went into the house to use the bathroom. The house was empty when she went in but when she exited the bathroom Mr. Wright was standing there smiling. She started to say something when he looked her eye to eye and said, "Where's?" 

Jill froze not expecting Waldo to be an older man especially her coach's husband. Shit if the coach found out she would be kicked from the team and lose any chance for a scholarship. She had fantasized about Mr. Wright before but it was just a dream mostly a wet dream. Now it was real. 

The word rumbled from her lips. "Wal...do." He smiled and took her small hand in his and walked her to the stairs. Her legs were weak as they walked up the stairs and into the master bedroom. He closed the door behind them and looked down at her cute butt in the tiny bottom. Since he was wearing swimming trunks it wouldn't take them very long to get naked. His fingers reached up onto the knot on the back of her neck and pulled the two strings until he held them both in his hands. 

"Oh God," Jill thought feeling her top being untied. She gasped when he pulled the top down over her bare white breasts and although he could not see them yet she was standing topless in a room with an older more experienced man. He untied the other knot and let the top fall to the floor. Next were the two knots on her waist. He pulled the strings at the same time and the back of the bikini fell half-way off her ass. 

"Shit," Richard thought when her pure white ass cheeks appeared. They were better than he had imagined. He pulled the bikini bottom down to her thighs and she opened her legs to allow him to pull it down and off her body. She was now naked in front of him facing away. He wished he could talk and tell her how beautiful her ass was but he remembered the stupid Waldo rules. He took her shoulders in his hands and twisted her until she moved around to face him. 

Jill's eyes were closed as her body was exposed to a man for the first time. She knew her rosy pink nipples were pointing upward and her virgin pussy was extremely wet in anticipation of what was to come. She bit her lower lip and peeked out to see him smiling. She smiled too. But, the smiled disappeared when he took her two hands and put her fingers down into the top of his trunks. He wanted her to push them down over his long hard penis. 

It was like opening a special present. She took her time and slowly pushed the elastic in her fingers down until she felt the resistance of his member. At that point her fingers pulled the waistband outward until she saw her first hard-on. She gasped when it curled outward before popping straight up at her face. 

Jill bent at the waist to push the trunks down to his ankles. Her eyes looked forward to see this manhood only inches from her lips. He stepped out of the suit and she stood back up to look down at her first totally naked male. She was having trouble breathing. 

Richard took her hand and led her to the large king-size bed that was turned down and waiting for them. He allowed her to climb under the sheets before he moved under with her. When his body pressed into hers she felt his hardness against her hip for the first time. She allowed him to turn her body towards his and to move his lips to hers. 

*****

Christine was talking to one of the mothers by the kitchen door when she saw Vic pacing back and forth while looking at the house. He knew his daughter had gone inside about fifteen minutes ago and realized it was "Where's Waldo" time. Amy was also talking to another parent so he moved swiftly to the door but was blocked there by Christine. "Going somewhere?" 

"I...uh...need to use the bathroom," he lied. 

"Me too," she whispered as she led him into the house. "Let's use the one upstairs."

Vic followed her and noticed her nearly bare ass as she walked up the stair in front of him. He just wanted to make sure his daughter was OK and was a willing participant. As they got to the master bedroom door Christine stopped. They heard Jill's moan. 

*****

"Ohhh!" the virgin moaned when his lips found her tiny nipple and his fingers parted her thick bush. She suddenly realized how lucky she was having an experience man who was taking his time touching and kissing her. As he rubbed over her hard clit her fingers explored down under his body until she touched his hard sex. She had only touched one before in the back seat of a dark car and it was less than a minute before the boy climaxed into her hand. 

"OHHH!" She moaned louder when his lips moved down into her hot slit. 

*****

"Is he hurting her?" Vic whispered as he leaned his ear against the door. 

"No," Christine giggled. "Let's go into the library and I'll prove it to you." 

Vic followed figuring he would be able to hear better but when she closed the door and led him to the desk he realized the image on the video was his daughter about to be fucked for the first time. He knew it was wrong staring at her naked breasts under Richard's chest and at her bare thighs now wrapping around his hips. 

"Isn't she lovely?" Christine asked as her fingers moved down into his trunks and pulled out his straining prick. She pushed down her bikini bottoms and guided him onto the desk chair before straddling his lap and pushed her dripping pussy down his gigantic hard-on. His eyes never left Richard's ass as it lifted and pushed downward. Richard was taking her virginity while he watched and it was beautiful. 

*****

"AHHH!" She groaned when her hymen gave way and his shaft pushed steadily into her hot box. She realized she was now a woman and probably the last female in the senior class to loose her virginity. His hips started a very slow in and out fucking motion which transformed the pain and pressure to bliss and pleasure. After a few minutes Richard moved to the side and pulled her on top of him. It was Christine's plan to make sure Vic got to see every naked detail of his daughter and her first fuck. 

Christine realized Richard had changed positions because Vic moaned and started fucking up into her a lot harder and faster. She was facing away from the monitor when she whispered in his ear, "Look at her wonderful ass and pussy." She knew the camera angle allowed him to now see Richard's penis moving in and out of her pink folds. 

"OH GOD YES!" he cried out when he climaxed. As his body landed back on earth he saw his daughter have her first cum from a man's cock and Richard's face smiling towards the camera. He realized he had been set up but was not angry because he had done a similar thing to fuck Christine. 

"That was wonderful," Jill whispered in Richard's ear as they lay together. 

"Shhh," he whispered back as he pulled her face up and kissed her on her forehead. He moved out from under her and dressed. He hurried downstairs to make sure none of the parents needed anything as his wife finished off Vic. 

*****

Vic rode in the car back to their house looking periodically at Jill's smiling face in the back seat. She had not stopped smiling since they got into the car. 

"That was a great cookout," Amy said smiling. 

"It really was," Jill purred from the back seat. 

"I must agree," Vic said smiling. Little Vic was asleep in the seat next to his sister. 

*****

After everything was cleaned up and Amanda was put into her bed Christine sat next to her husband who was drifting off to sleep on the leather sofa. 

"So, did the little girl wear you out?" she teased while rubbing up and down his thigh. 

"Uh huh," he smiled without opening his eyes. He felt her body move into his. 

"So do we end this now or keep it going?" She whispered. Her fingertips pushed against his limp covered penis. 

"How many people do you think will go for this Waldo thing?" 

"Well, I know of two women who didn't even blink. I guess it's the excitement of having sex with a mystery person in a public place. I'm sure there are some who will not go for it." 

"We need to meet with Vic and see if he wants to help us," Richard said feeling his penis stirring. 

"I fucked him while we watched you take Jill's cherry," Christine confessed. "I hope you don't mind." 

He smiled. "As long as it was just sex." 

"It was," she giggled. "I've had more sex the past few days than all of last year." 

"Where's?" He asked. 

"Waldo," she giggled. For the next hour they touched, sucked, licked and fucked without saying a word. 

*****

When Vic got the call from Richard he was surprised and was able to get away from the office for a few hours to meet Christine and him at their home. He knew it was about the WW club but didn't know what they wanted. 

After greeting them at the door they moved into the dining room where a large flipchart was set up. On the chart was his name at the top with Christine's name under it connected by a single line. A dotted line came off her name to Richard's with Jill's name under his connected by a solid line. 

"What's that?" Vic asked. 

"The Waldo pyramid," Christine answered. She had taken off from school for the day and had asked her assistant to run the practice later on. "It started with you and it went down to me. I brought Richard into it and he selected Jill. To keep this going we all need to select another person." 

"All?" He repeated. "Jill too?" 

"Yes, Jill too," Christine said. "And, since we will be putting a lot of time into keeping this going we need to bring your wife into it as well." She saw the fear on his face. 

"She will never do it," he said firmly. "Amy was brought up in a very religious family and would never cheat on me." 

"I thought I could never do it either but I wanted to do it," Christine said. "And, you never thought your daughter would be willing either." 

"So I guess you will be Waldo for my wife too," Vic said looking at Richard. 

"I wanted to but Christine thinks we need to bring another man into the club for her. Is there anyone you know of that she might be more willing to do it with?" 

"Shit, I don't know." He thought for a minute. "There is this one man at church who leads the choir she sings in that she talks about all the time but he is as religious as she is." 

"Leave him up to me," Christine said. "I hope he is good looking." 

"I guess so but he does nothing for me," Vic laughed. "He is married and has a knockout wife." 

Christine smiled. "Why don't we really give this club idea a test. Why don't we set you up to be her Waldo and me up to be his at the same time?" 

"The worst that can happen is that they both refuse to wear a red shirt and do not participate," Richard said. 

"What if they tell others about our involvement?" Vic asked. 

"They will have no proof," Christine answered. "All they have are unsigned letters and if they refuse to have sex with us so what?" 

"What are their names?" Richard asked. 

"Paul and Mary Jenkins," Vic answered. 

*****

It was on Sunday morning that Richard and Christine saw Paul and Mary for the first time. They sat next to Vic's family and sang as loud as any of them. It was after the service when Jill cornered Richard near his car in the parking lot. 

"Do I get to see you again?" she whispered as she stood smiling in her clinging silk dress. 

"Actually yes, I need to talk to you," he said as he opened the door and followed her into the car. 

"Here? You want to do it here?" She asked looking around. 

"As much as I want to right now," he answered, while staring at her firm chest. "I need to know if you want to continue to the next step of the Waldo club." 

"Well, yes, I guess so," she said, not sure of what the next step was. 

"You now get to pick the next person you are to seduce as Waldo." 

"Me? I get to choose who I want to fuck?" She giggled when she realized she had said the "F" word in the Church parking lot. 

"Well, yes if that's what you want to do. You can do oral sex or anything mutually agreeable to." 

"I'm beginning to really like this club," she giggled. She looked all around the car and didn't see anyone nearby. "Can we do something right now?" 

"It's too dangerous," Richard said. 

"What if you kept an eye out?" She grinned. 

"What will you be doing?" 

"I've never given a blowjob and would like to try it with you?" She blushed. 

"Oh, why didn't you say so," he laughed as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his limp noodle. It didn't stay limp for long because as soon as her virgin tongue licked across the tip it sprang up ready and willing. 

He looked down at her light brown hair bobbing up and down on his lap and her short dress which had pulled up high over her silky pink panties. She really didn't know what she was doing as she licked and sucked on his tool but it just made it more exciting. He saw an older woman walking their way and tapped her on her shoulder. She popped her lips off and sat up while pushing down her dress. Richard covered his hard-on with his hand. 

"Hi," Mrs. Johnson said as she passed the car with the older man and his daughter sitting in the back. "It's nice to see a father and daughter spending time together." 

"Yes Ma'am. My daughter and I are very, very close," Richard smiled. He turned and kissed Jill on her forehead. 

"You two have a nice day," she said as she pulled her little white purse up her shoulder and shuffled to her old Ford Fairlane parked on the last row. 

"We will," Richard said as he turned to watch her walk away. "Well daughter, you need to finish what you started." He moved his hand from his prick and smiled as her mouth dropped back down on his all day sucker. "Thank you Waldo," he thought.

*****

Vic and Christine watched Paul and Mary Jenkins as they hugged and spoke to the members of the choir including Amy. "He is quite handsome," Christine whispered. 

"And, she is really stacked," Vic grinned. "So if they decide to join where do we do this?" 

"I noticed on the flyer that the church is having a choir presentation at the Civic Center next month. Other church choirs will be there and it will take place most of the day. Why don't you and I go down and check it out?" 

"You're really getting into this Waldo thing aren't you?" Vic whispered. He squeezed her butt and she slapped his hand away. 

"What kind of woman do you think I am?" she giggled as she walked away. 

***** 

Mary was the first to receive her invitation letter a few days later. It was placed in her morning newspaper and she saw it when she sat down at the table for her morning toast and jelly. At first she thought it was from the newspaper so she just sat it aside and finished her breakfast. Paul was at the church in his normal weekly scheduling meeting so it was her morning to just sit back and relax. She folded the newspaper and placed it where she had put it the past eight years for Paul to read later. Their live was so scheduled and predictable. As she stood she saw the letter and opened it expecting to see an invoice but instead saw the invitation. She had to sit down as she read it again. 

"Oh my God," she said aloud. Who would even do such a thing? She quickly tore it into little pieces and dropped it in the garbage can. 

An hour later, Paul returned to his car and found an envelope on the driver's seat. He looked around and saw only the gardener cutting the hedges nearby. After sitting and starting his car he opened the letter and read it. He turned off the car. 

Mary was in the shower when he returned to the house. He hid the letter in the top desk draw after reading it one more time. He tried to think of all his friends and those at the church and had no idea who would want him in a sexual way. Like most men he appreciated the soft curves of women and even made sure the choir had as many of them as he could recruit. Did one of them want to have sex with him? He moved upstairs and heard his wife drying her hair in the bathroom. Without knocking he pushed open the door and froze. Mary was standing naked before him. She had never been so brazen before. 

"Hi honey," she said smiling. She saw his shocked face and giggled. After months of working out in the small gym down the street she had gotten her body fat down to the lowest ever. It was the first time it had been put on display and from his reaction she knew the sweat and work was worth it. 

"Wow," he said looking at her tight buttocks and thin waistline. "Is this my wife?" 

"I can see you like the new me," she grinned looking at the front projection of his slacks. 

"Yes, very much," he moved behind her and squeezed her cheeks. "How much weight did you lose?" 

"Actually only ten pounds because I put a lot of muscle back on." She squeezed her tight butt. She turned off and put down the hair dryer before turning to show her somewhat smaller breasts and her neatly trimmed pubic mound. 

"You shaved?" His eyes looked at her bald pussy lips for the first time. 

"I did it this morning," she giggled. "Do you like it?" Her thighs slowly opened displaying her glistening pink folds. 

"YES!" he said loudly. He pulled her nakedness into his body and whispered in her ear. "You did this for me?" 

"Yes," she whispered back feeling his phallus pushing into her taunt abs. Her fingers tickled their way down his stomach and over his bulge. She leaned up with her opened lips to find his. It was the first time ever they had sex in the daylight and the first time ever they both climaxed at the same time. Both of their minds were on the Waldo letters. 

*****

It was the following Sunday that both Paul and Mary wore red to the church. His shirt was a red striped dress shirt and she was wearing a bright red blouse. Vic looked at Christine and winked. 

The next week they got the meeting letters out to them and it was two weeks later that Christine and Vic walked into the large Civic Center together. Vic had a copy of the schedule from his wife who was singing in the choir that day. Their church was to go on first and then later in the morning. Both Paul and Mary were wearing red and white clothes. 

Christine saw Vic's hard-on as they listened to the choir presentation and whispered, "You better calm down." 

"I know," he whispered back. His eyes were on Mary's body as she walked onto the stage and stood next to his wife. The red blouse and white skirt looked wonderful as they clung to her shape. He could see her eyes looking around at the various men probably wondering who would approach her. He looked away when she glanced in his direction. 

After their performance Mary excused herself from her husband to go to the restroom. It was a perfect time for Vic to follow her. He sat at the entrance to the hallway leading to the restroom and waited for her to come back out. He heard her voice and stood to confront her with the "Where's?" when she walked around the corner with his wife. He froze. 




Where's Waldo? The Beginning



"Vic," Amy said. "Were you waiting for me?" 

He looked at Mary and smiled. "No actually I was waiting for Mary. I have to ask her a question." 

"Oh OK," Amy grinned. "I have to meet with Connie to discuss the next song. I'll see you two later." She turned and walked away. 

"What did you want?" Mary asked, not thinking he could be would be her match. 

Vic smiled and whispered in her ear, "Where's?" 

He heard her gasp and then a few seconds later whisper back, "Waldo." He smiled and walked towards a side door. He heard her footsteps behind him. 

***** 

In Christine's case it was different because she had never met Paul before. This would be the first Waldo connection made between strangers. It was also her first connection where she was the sender. She stood back waiting for Paul to speak to the function coordinator. She saw his eyes look over the shorter woman's head at her standing there. She knew he suspected she was the connection. When she saw his smile she realized he was welcoming the prospect. 

After the woman walked away she took a deep breath and moved up to him. Neither said a word as she gained the courage to whisper, "Where's?" 

Paul also took a deep breath before saying, "Waldo." Christine's fingers shook as she handed him a note to meet her in room 111 in five minutes. She turned and hurried away. 

Paul waited until she was gone before moving slowly behind her. He was almost out of the auditorium when someone grabbed his arm. He turned to see the function coordinator again. "Paul I need to show you the afternoon schedule," the woman said as she held up a thick stack of paper. 

"Uh....can it wait? I have something to do." 

"I really need your input now," the woman said firmly. "We had a group drop out and I need to shuffle some times around. Your choir will need to know as soon as possible." 

"Shit," he thought as he looked at his watch. He had seen the shape of the woman's thong under her tight dress and the plentiful breasts pushing out the top buttons on her chest. "OK, let's go over it quickly." 

*****

Vic guided Mary into the rear of the auditorium. He squeezed behind some stage props and finally into a small room behind the many cables used to lower and raise the curtains. 

Mary stopped when she entered the room and waited for him to close the door behind him. Sweat poured from her brow as she breathed rapidly. Vic was so much bigger and muscular than Paul and she wondered if his big feet meant he was endowed down below. She forced a smile as he moved towards her. 

Vic decided to go for it as he reached up and slowly unbuttoned the top button on her blouse. She just looked into his eyes as he released the second, third, fourth and finally the fifth button. She hoped he would not be disappointed in her smaller breasts since she knew Amy was a lot larger in that department. He smiled as he opened her blouse and looked at the tiny pink bra and the hard nipples pushing out the silky material. He lifted his thumbs upward to gently rub across the small gumdrop tips. She closed her eyes and moaned softly deep from within. 

Her breasts were small but well proportioned that matched her petite frame. His fingers released the front clasp and pulled the tiny cups off her vanilla ice cream cones topped with ripe cherries. Both hands moved up to completely cover them. 

So many times he had seen this woman singing in church next to his wife and now she was his to do as he pleased. He slowly dropped down onto his knees in front of her and placed his hands on her ankles. 

Mary gasped as his large fingers caressed her delicate flesh on her calves and then her thighs. They disappeared under her white skirt and moved upward lightly touching the tiny blonde hairs on her trembling thighs until they touched her dainty panties. From there they moved north to grab the thin elastic waistband and pull downward. She felt the cooler air on her boiling pussy mound and leaned back against the small table behind her for support. Her legs were weak as she lifted her feet to allow him to take off her matching pink laced panties. Only minutes before she was standing in front of her husband singing religious songs and now another man had her panties in his hand. 

Vic pushed the panties in his pocket and stood again to face her. Her look of passion and uncertainty was both hot and exciting. His hands took a hold of her waist and slowly turned her around facing the table. He pushed gently on her upper back until her top front was lying flat on the table and her ass was pointing up at him. 

Mary gasped when he jerked her skirt up over her bare ass and pushed it up over her back. He pushed her legs apart which opened her dripping pussy lips which she knew he could see under her pink ass cheeks. She had to reach across the table for support when his lips kissed each buttock and then into the crack. His tongue traveled down where no tongue had ever been before and pushed into her tiny puckered rear opening. It was so nasty to have this man tonguing her ass. She reached back with both hands to open up her cheeks. This allowed another two inches of damp hot tongue to violate her rear. 

"Oh God," she moaned not worrying about being silent anymore when the oral digit moved out and down into her swollen pussy lips. His hands were lifting her legs upward and outward which opened her womanhood wide open for his tongue. When it touched her small, but hard clit, she cried out, "OH MY!" 

Between her dripping moisture and his added spit her pussy was as wet as ever before. He knew she was ready for his anxious manhood. 

Mary was disappointed when his mouth moved away but then realized when she heard his zipper sound that he was going to fuck her from the rear. She was afraid to look back as he gripped her hips and pushed his huge tip into her opened folds. "It can't be his penis," she thought as her pussy was being stretched as wide as ever. "He can't be that big." She moved her hand under her stomach to see just what was trying to enter her. She touched the swollen ridge of his penis and froze. "Oh my god he is going to split me open," she thought. 

Vic took his time rubbing the liquid around her tiny hole and felt her body relaxing just enough to push the crown inside. She gasped but then relaxed. She wanted more. He gave it to her slowly for the next five minutes until he was completely inside of her. It was like a vice clamping onto his dick. 

As he pulled out she moaned and waited until it moved back inside. After three round trips it was feeling a whole lot better. So good she pushed her hips back to speed him up. The whole table started moving forward and back as their bodies slapped together. He moved his fingers under her ass and rubbed across the enlarged clit. It quickly got her off. "OHHHH!" she screamed when she climaxed. Her eyes opened wider when his hot juices forced out the tip and into her tight canal. 

*****

Christine peeked out the door about five minutes after she had arrived. Paul was no where to be seen. "Shit," she whispered as she waited another two minutes. "He must have chickened out." She moved to the door and started out when she heard a door open down the hallway. She smiled and quickly moved back inside. His face looked in the door about a minute later. 

"Sorry," he whispered. 

"Shhh," Christine giggled as he moved inside and closed the door behind him. The room was a storage room with various types of furniture used for the plays. In the back corner behind some chairs was a bed. She moved back to it and waited for him. His eyes got big when he saw it. He reached for her but she pushed his hands down. She was the sender and would dictate their affair. She guided him down on the bed and sat next to him. She moved her hand slowly up his pant leg until she approached the obvious shape of his penis under his slacks. She teased around it and saw his disappointment. She had always wanted to tease a man this way and now had her chance. 

Paul sucked in his stomach when her fingers released his belt and unsnapped his slacks. She slowly pulled down his zipper taking care not to push against the bulge. When she grabbed the waist band of his slacks he lifted his hips to allow her to pull them down over his bikini briefs. He had purchased them last night to look sexy for her. 

Christine took her time removing his tie and shirt and then sat back looking at the almost naked man under her control. The tip of his hard-on was almost peeking over the top of the briefs. She guessed him to be about five inches long. Not that big but well matched with his smaller frame. 

She smiled as she stood up at the bottom of the bed and reached back to unzip her dress. His penis jerked as the dress dropped down over her push up bra and her vee shaped panties. His eyes popped outward when the bra moved off her naked orbs and when the panties moved off her trimmed bush he smiled in anticipation of enjoying this beautiful woman. 

Paul moved back on the bed slightly when she stepped onto the mattress and peered down at him. She motioned for him to remove his stretched briefs. He did as she said and saw his pecker pointing up at her now opened womanhood which was now directly over his tip. Without saying a word she slowly squatted downward making sure not to touch him anywhere except on the tip of his cock. She was going to fuck him by only touching their privates. 

"Ahh," he moaned when the pink throbbing tip move up into her hot and moist lips. She squatted lower and lower until he was completely inside of her. He could see her opened gash and hard clitoris as she lifted her hips up until his tip was almost out and then she giggled as she dropped back down. 

Being a coach and in good shape allowed Christine to fuck this man by lifting up and down with only her legs. Even though he was not that big she made sure to rub his tip against her clit when she lifted up. 

When she saw her straining he decided to help by lifting his hips. She didn't complain when his cock pushed up into her. He wished he could enjoy touching her large breasts but realized she was calling the shots and to see her body opened the way it was caused him to heat up faster than usual. His face reddened and his stomach tensed when his spunk exploded out the tip and into her quim. 

Christine felt the tip release and the splatter of his hot cum against her slit and clit. The sensation was unreal. She waited until his body relaxed and thought of a way to get her own satisfaction. 

Paul opened his eyes after he had climaxed and saw her body straddling his now above his head. He didn't know what she had planned until the dripping pink pussy folds moved down onto his mouth. He tasted his own cum as his tongue licked out and across the dripping rose pedals. So far the only parts of his body to touch her were his penis and tongue against her pussy. 

She was able to hold onto the headboard now as he quickly suckled on her clit and rammed his tongue up into her flowing hole. Luckily no one was in the hallway outside when she climaxed because the whole room shook in her mind. "NOW!" 

*****

Mary lay face down on the table for almost two minutes to collect her thoughts about what she had just done with another man. It was so exciting but she suddenly felt nauseated and sick to her stomach. She couldn't face him as she waited for him to leave. A small tear came to her eye as she looked for her panties. They were not there. 

As she entered the auditorium a few minutes later she saw Amy and quickly walked the other way. 

Vic was standing in the back waiting for Mary to walk out. He noticed how upset she looked and quickly followed her out the front entrance. It looked as if she was leaving. He quickly caught up to her and grabbed her arm by her car. 

"Don't leave. No one will know," he whispered. 

She turned and looked at him. "How can I face my husband and your wife again?" 

"How do you know they wouldn't do the same thing we just did?" He asked. "You are a beautiful woman and I've thought about it many times making love to you. I know you enjoyed it as much as I did." 

"Yes, but it was wrong." 

He looked into her eyes. "Promise me you will wait at least a week before doing something stupid." 

She knew he meant saying something to her husband. "I could never tell him what I....I mean we....just did." 

"I think you will realize how wonderful it was," he smiled as he reached into his pants and pulled out her panties. "Here." 

Mary took her undies and smiled. "I am glad it was you." 

"Believe me so am I," he laughed. "Now let's go back inside and have a great time." 

"OK," she said as she pushed the panties down into her purse. 

*****

Paul and Christine didn't say anything as they dressed. As they were about to leave the room she grabbed his arm and pulled his lips to hers. Her tongue dashed to find his and they frenched for almost a minute before she pushed him back and smiled. As he walked away she thought, "No one fucks me without kissing me too." 

Vic and Mary sat in the back watching the next choir sing and saw Paul walk out from the side door. He glanced at them and quickly walked the other way. He hoped he would not confess to his wife. He didn't. 

Jill had been watching little Vic and was sitting next to Richard and his daughter. She knew something was up because there was too much whispering and sly looks going on. She saw her coach walk out from the same door Paul Jenkins had come out only minutes before. It was obvious to her that someone was doing a Where's Waldo at the Civic Center. She only wished someone else would watch the kids while Richard and she slipped away somewhere. 

*****

Vic followed Christine and Richard home while his wife and kids stayed at the choir performance. As soon as they got into the door Richard started in. "So tell me about it." 

"According to the rules we are not suppose to say what happened to anyone," Christine said, teasingly. She looked at Vic and giggled. "So was Mary as tight as she looks?" 

Vic broke out laughing. "No tighter." The smile went away. "But, she is pretty upset about what we had just done. I was worried that she might confess and spoil everything." 

"I don't think that will happen," Christine said. "Once she realizes how good you felt inside of her she will soon want to do it again." 

"I'm not sure," Vic replied. He appreciated the comment but didn't believe Mary would want to do it again. "I told her to wait a week or so before she got too carried away with what had happened. Maybe by then we can get Paul to connect with my wife? How was Paul by the way?" 

She grinned. "Great tongue but definitely not as big as you." 

Richard had stayed quiet for the whole conversation so far. "OK, you two were satisfied today and all I've been hearing is how great the sex was." He looked at his wife. 

"Now?" She asked. She looked at Vic. 

"I'll leave," Vic said as he stood. 

"I'm sure she can take care of both of us at the same time," Richard grinned. 

Christine looked at their smiling faces. "Oh hell why not?" She stood and unzipped her dress. They watched as she pulled off her bra and removed her damp panties. "How do you two want to do this?" 

Five minutes later she was on all fours with her husband's hard-on in her mouth as Vic's thick cock pumped in and out of her damp pussy. She thought back about a month ago how sexually frustrated and starved she was. Now she had two cocks fucking her mouth and pussy. Richard's cum filled her mouth as Vic's loaded up her dripping vagina. They had both forgotten about her needs. 

"I'll be glad when Amy is here to help with you two," she giggled as she walked up the stairs naked wiggling her ass. 

Vic thought about what she said and wondered if his wife would be the first to refuse to join the club. 

***** 

Paul and Mary said very little that evening at the dinner table. They both were feeling very guilty and excited at the same time. As she went upstairs to soak her sore pussy in the hot bathtub he sat on the sofa with his eyes closed. All he could picture in his mind was Christine's wonderful breasts hanging down over her body. 

It was two days later when Paul once again received a letter addressed with only his name on it. He quickly opened it and read:

CONGRATULATIONS. YOUR FIRST MISSION WAS A SUCCESS AND THEREFORE YOU HAVE BEEN ASSIGNED ANOTHER ONE. THIS TIME YOU WILL BE THE SENDER AND YOUR PARTNER THE RECEIVER. THE MEETING PLACE IS AT THE CHURCH ANNEX ON THURSDAY EVENING. THE RECEIVER WILL BE WEARING RED AND WHITE. 

He put down the letter and remembered that Thursday evening was choir practice. He wondered how these people knew about his schedule so much. His problem now was how and where he would seduce the woman. He traced the annex layout in his mind and smiled. 

*****

Vic said he would take care of his wife's letters. She received the first letter the next morning after the choir presentation. He hid behind the garage as she opened the letter on the front porch of their home. He figured she would tear it up into little pieces but she instead read it again and pushed it down into the pocket on her robe. He watched her enter the house so he snuck around the back of the house and peeked into the kitchen window. She was sitting at the table reading the letter again. He hurried around to the front and made noise when coming into the front door. By the time he made it to the kitchen the letter was gone and his wife was smiling. 

"Did you forget something?" She asked with a nervous look on her face. 

"My lunch," he said as he moved behind her and took the lunch from the refrigerator. He saw the edge of the letter under her leg where she had hid it. "Are you alright? You look a little flush." 

"Yes, I'm fine," she grinned. He kissed her on her cheek and walked out. As soon as he was gone Amy took the letter upstairs and tossed it on her bed. She removed her robe and lay back in her short nightgown. "Sex with a strange man in a public place. She also had to have her husband with her." She thought back nine years ago when she had traveled to Chicago to see her mother and the man she had met on the airplane. He had come onto her very fast and very strong and had proposed to meet her that evening at a nearby motel by O'Hare. She had allowed his leg to rub against hers on the plane and had even allowed his arm to push against her breast in the tight seating in coach class. She thought of the large lump in his slacks and how her panties were dripping wet at the time. 

Amy rubbed her fingers across her covered pussy as she remembered going to the motel and meeting him in the bar. After two glasses of wine he convinced her to go to his room however she told him she would absolutely not go all the way. He managed to get her onto the bed next to him and she permitted him to kiss her and fondle her breasts through her dress. His hand moved under her dress and into her damp crotch and rubbed her until he tried to put his fingers under her panties and into her pussy. She pushed him back and said she had to leave since they were going too far. 

Her fingers moved under her panties and found her damp slit and thought back about what the man had said about how she had teased him and was now leaving him unfulfilled. She watched as he unzipped his pants and took out his long thin penis. He didn't have to say anything as he moved onto his back. She touched only the second hard-on in her life and stroked him until he got real hard and very long. He grabbed her hand and stopped her. She figured that was it as she again tried to get off the bed but he pulled her face down and pulled up her dress. "Please don't rape me. I can't get pregnant," she begged as he ripped off her panties and opened her thighs. At that time she was still capable of having children and did not want to become pregnant. 




Where's Waldo?



My eyes directed my body until I was on my knees in front of her tanned legs. She was wearing a short red skirt that came about halfway down her thighs. She jumped slightly when my fingertips touched her knees. I surprised her when I moved my fingers down her legs instead of up her thighs. I caressed her soft skin on my way to her ankles. I lifted and removed her shoe. She giggled when my tongue wiggled its way down to her toes. She gasped when my lips sucked in her little toe. I moved her toe in and out of my mouth like a little penis. 

My lips moved off her toe and up her ankles, calves and to her knees. My tongue moved between her kneecaps. I wanted her to open her legs. Th e more I flicked my tongue the more her legs moved apart. My eyes looked up her skirt watching her soft thighs pull apart. I laughed out loud when I saw her panties. They were red and white striped.

She kicked me lightly. "Hello Mrs. Jackson." She said. 

I watched as two shoes walked up to the table. "Are you alright dear? You look a little flushed." Mrs. Jackson, our preacher's wife, said. 

My lips moved quickly up her thighs until my nose was an inch from her Waldo panties. I could smell her womanly scent as my tongue slid out and licked her mound. She pulled on the tablecloth and her knees jerked upward. My head almost hit the underside of the table. 

"OH!" She moaned. A bottle of ketchup and one of honey dropped on the ground at her feet. 

"Are you sure you are OK?" Mrs. Jackson asked. 

I slid my fingers under her panties and pulled them aside. Her blonde peach fuzz covered her swollen pussy lips. Her clit was hard and long waiting for my tongue. I didn't make her wait very long. Another thought possessed me. I grabbed the bottle of honey and moved the tip up to her exposed blonde bush. I squeezed until a couple of drops slid into her downy fur and into her slit. She must have felt the liquid moving down her swollen clit. Her legs were quivering when my face moved into her stomach. 

"OH GOD!" She cried as I sucked her clit between my lips. My tongue flicked at the tip rapidly. She tasted wonderful. I felt like I was sucking on a sweet lollipop as my tongue and lips devoured her pleasure points. 

"AAAHHH!" She moaned. 

"Do you want a drink or something?" Mrs. Jackson asked. 

"OH NO. JUST HOLD MY HAND." 

My fingers moved under my lips and invaded her damp hole. I fingerfucked her and clit sucked her until she came. 

"OH, OH, OH, YES!" She moaned. 

"It's OK honey. I know how you feel. Praise the Lord." Mrs. Jackson voice rang out. 

I started to laugh and Mrs. Waldo hands moved under the tablecloth and smacked me on my ear. OUCH.

My fingers and mouth was dripping with her wet juices and sweet honey as I crawled back to the end of the table. I had to figure out a way to get out without Mrs. Jackson noticing. 

"Do you see my husband and son?" The lady asked.

"Why no." Mrs. Jackson answered.

I knew they were looking away from me. I quickly crawled out and moved quickly ahead. I made it to a large tree and collapsed on the other side. I was safe. 

I sat for a while to get my pulse back to normal. I noticed her son running in the distance with another boy his own age. I couldn't see the husband. 

I searched and found Ann down by the boat dock. She was sitting by herself with her feet hanging over the edge. I had picked her some wild flowers and pushed them in front of her face to surprise her. She almost jumped off the dock. 

"STEVE! You did it again." She screamed. 

She turned to look at me. "Why are your knees so dirty?" 

Luckily I had picked the flowers. "Getting these for you." I lied as I handed her flowers. She sneezed. I threw them in the lake. 

We sat holding hands for a while until the skies opened up and a downpour came. We made it back to the table to see Macy and Allison running with our picnic stuff to the Van. As I got closer to the girls I could see they were soaked. Allison and Macy's clothes clung to their youthful bodies. I had to look away when I saw their dark nipples showing through their wet tee shirt. 

My shaking fingers opened the doors and we jumped into the van with our wet clothes. Ann grabbed the towels we had in case we wanted to go swimming. Our swimsuits were dry so she told everyone to strip and dry off. 

"But, what about dad?" Allison laughed. 

"He won't peek." Ann laughed back at her. 

Macy giggled too as they removed their wet clothes. I was not laughing. My boner was obvious as I pushed my wet boxers down my legs. Ann was looking down as she dried her legs. I glanced up at the side mirror to see Macy's face up by my headrest. She was leaning forward and looking down at my hard-on. At first I moved to cover it but moved to the side to give her a better view. I moved the towel up my leg until my hand hit my rocket. I looked again in the side mirror to see her smile and move back in the seat. Her naked breasts and rosy nipples were mine to look at. I almost shot my load on the steering wheel. 

"Hurry and get dressed." Allison yelled to Macy. I looked over at Ann who was looking at my rigid tool. She shook her head and smiled. I smiled back.

It was Wednesday before I received another letter. 

YOUR NEXT MISSION IS THE COURT HOUSE LAWN ON SATURDAY AFTERNOON. IT WILL BE POLITICAL RALLY AND VERY CROWDED. YOU WILL BE THE SENDER. ENJOY…WW

Ann has already asked me to go a couple of days ago so this one would be easy. The two candidates for Mayor were having a debate for the AARP crowd. We got there late because we had to drop Allison off at Macy's. Allison's car was in the shop. Most of the seats were already taken so we just walked around. I spotted the red and white shirt in a crowd of people standing. The girl was a knockout. She turned and was carrying a tray of drinks. She worked for the caterer. I followed her until she went into some double doors. When she went in another girl walked out. She was also wearing a red and white striped shirt. Shit. The whole staff was wearing them.

Ann sat down as I walked around. The first girl I had seen came back out and I moved up to her and whispered, "Where's?" She looked at me and said "What?" I just smiled and waited by the door as the next girl came out. She offered me a meatball on at toothpick. I said "Where's?" She smiled and pointed to the men's room sign. She moved away. The next girl thought I was trying to pick her up and gave me a "you dirty old man" look. The next three girls had different responses but none of them was "Waldo." 

I almost gave up when I noticed a large woman and an older man tending the bar. Both were wearing the Waldo shirt. I squeezed my way to the bar and motioned for the heavy woman to come closer. I said. "Where's?" She looked at me and smiled. Damn I thought she was the one. However, she turned and poured me a beer and slid it down the bar. She turned and walked to the other side. I knew it was not the man. I found Ann sitting on the other side of the bar and told her I was going to sit down and listen to the debate. 

The democrat candidate went first and I was in the minority as I stood and clapped when he sat down. I was reading a handout when the woman republican candidate took the microphone. Blah, blah, blah, I thought listening to her blabber on. Then I heard her say something about her patriotic choice of clothes. I glanced up to see her wearing a red and white skirt. But, it wasn't a shirt. I tried to remember if the letter said only a shirt. Shit. Maybe she was the one?

The debate was over and I looked for Ann. I knew the republican woman would be busy for a while. I could not find her anywhere so I wondered up by the stage. I couldn't find the candidate either. Where did everyone go? I peeked down an empty hallway and noticed a door opened at the end. Maybe I thought as I slowly walked to the door and looked inside. It was an office and the candidate was sitting on the desk talking on a cell phone. She glanced up and saw me. She smiled and went back to her conversation. 

"I'll be out in a little while. I have some private business in here. Close up the bar and I'll see you in a short." I moved over near her and whispered, "Where's?" 

"What? OK that's fine." She kissed the phone and pushed the end button. She looked the other way and said, "Waldo." 

I finally checked her out. She had a nice body for someone in her fifties. Her breasts were full and her hips were a little heavy but nicely proportioned. As she moved off the desk her skirt move up and showed me her garter belt snaps on her hose. She came prepared. 

She moved over to the door, closed and locked it. I watched as she moved to the leather sofa and set down. She pointed to her watch to tell me she didn't have much time. I moved over to her and sat next to her. I was nervous and didn't know where to start. She helped me. She took my hand and moved it up to her lips. Her mouth opened and sucked in my thumb. She moved my thumb in and out of her lips. My prick was not shy as it pushed up the front of my pants. 

I pulled my thumb from her mouth and replaced it with my lips. Her tongue met mine as we French kissed. This woman was a hot one. She was panting as her hand moved down to squeeze my bulge. My fingers pulled up her skirt over her garter snaps. As the skirt went higher I could see the bottom of a body shirt. The snaps holding it together rested on her pussy mound. 

She moved back until she was lying next to me. My fingers trembled as I released the snaps and pulled on the body shirt. Her dark brown and gray pubic hair did not match the light brown hair on her heard. As I pulled the body suit from her mound her legs opened wide. She wanted me to fuck her as she reached down to pull my face up to hers. I was not in control as her fingers quickly released my hard-on. She stroke it a couple of times and guided it down to her wet forest. As she aimed with one hand her other hand pulled my ass into her. My shaft slid easily inside. She was not a virgin. I laughed. 

I gave her all I had until I felt her body tense and she screamed. "AHHHH!" She came before I did. A democrat won I thought. I emptied my juices into her cave and jumped when her cell phone rang. 

I was still inside of her when she answered the phone. "What? OK I'll be right there." She said. I pushed off of her and quickly zipped up. I smiled and waved as I walked out the door. I had just fucked the republican candidate. Normally it is the other way around. I smiled as I walked out to find Ann sitting by herself. 

She didn't ask me where I had been. She kissed me on the cheek and said, "I Love You." "Me too." I said. 

On Monday morning I looked for another letter and found none. I was disappointed each day. Ann told me we were invited to attend a friend's birthday party on a large party boat on Saturday. Even if I had a mission I probably could not make it anyway. 


I went to the party not knowing anyone so I hit the liquor pretty hard. Actually most everyone was smashed before we even moved out into the ocean. I lost track of Ann when I passed out on a bench on the bottom deck. I wasn't sure how long I was out when I look up to see a red and white shirt go by. I managed to get one eye open as I watched the shirt go out the door. I was bored and high as I tried to follow the shirt. 

I held on the rail to keep from falling and saw the shirt move up some stairs. I pulled my way up the steps and found him sitting alone. I was still high as I moved behind a large table and sat down on the floor. I could see him as I peeked under the table but could only see his shoulders and below. I passed out again. 

I heard someone talking and opened my eyes to see two people sitting on the bench. The other person was smaller than he was but I couldn't tell if it was a man or woman. I noticed the other person was wearing a blue shirt and tan shorts. My eyes closed again. The boat moved violently and my head banged against the wall. I held my head as my eyes opened again. The other person was gone and the man was all alone again. My eyes started to close again until I saw a small hand move around to cup the man's ass. Another hand moved around the other side and did the same. I noticed the one hand had a large diamond wedding ring. Both hands had fingernails painted with bright red polish. I blacked out again. 

I came to and discovered I was the only one on this deck. I felt a little more sober as I stood up on shaky legs. I made my way down the steps and sat down. We were coming back into the harbor. 

"There you are." Ann said as she sat down next to me. 

"Where have you been?" she asked. 

"I'm not sure." I moaned. "I had this weirdest dream." 

"Booze will do that to you." She laughed. 

She took my hand and leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. "I love you." She whispered. I was about to say me too when I looked down at her hand. It looked like the same hand that was on Waldo's ass. The ring, fingernail polish and clothes. She was wearing a blue shirt and tan shorts. I sobered up real quickly. 

I didn't say much as we drove back to the house. If Ann was in the WW club she had to have a red and white shirt. I had never seen her wear one that I could remember. 

Ann moved upstairs before I could check out her wardrobe. I peeked into the master bath and saw her washing her blue blouse under the sink faucet. While she was in the shower later that night I looked through her closet and dresser to see if I could find the shirt. She didn't have one. Maybe I was mistaken? I was drunk and could have imagined anything.

I woke up in the middle of the night and realized the blouse she was washing could've had his cum stains. But, the more I thought of it the crazier it became. Ann wouldn't even play around with me in the kitchen while the girls were in the other room.

On Sunday we took Allison bowling. Macy was coming later. We had bowled one game when I felt someone tap me on the arm. "Hi Mr. Duncan." 

I turned to see Macy and froze. She was wearing a red and white shirt. I stared at the shirt.

"Don't make it too obvious." She giggled as she stuck her chest out even further. 

"No, that's not what…" I started to say before she turned, wiggled her cute little butt and walked away. 

Maybe I was supposed to be a sender tonight and somehow misplaced the letter? Macy turned me on like no other. I had to try. I watched she wiggled her ass again before she threw the bowling ball. She made a strike and jumped up and down. Her breasts were so firm they didn't giggle. I moved to bowl next and she threw her arms around me. I whispered, "Where's?" in her ear. She looked at me strangely and sat down. I was wrong. 

Later on I complimented Macy on her shirt. She looked down and laughed. "It's not mine. Allison let me wear it the night we had a sleep over." Holy shit. It was Allison's. But, Allison did not have a steady boyfriend and had not had one in over a year. I was being over cautious. I relaxed until I heard Allison talking to Ann on the way home. "I loaned Macy your red and white shirt a few weeks ago. She wore it again tonight because her other clothes were dirty." 

Ann seemed upset but said, "No problem but, I may need it next week." My heart dropped.

I came home early the next day and the house was empty. I had to find some proof if Ann was in the WW club. I searched the whole house but found nothing. I was moving some shoe boxes in her closet when I saw something fall behind it. I pulled the boxes out and found a stack of paper. I took the papers to the bed and sat down. I knew I had the proof when I read the first letter. 

DEAR ANN,

YOU HAVE BEEN NOMINATED TO JOIN A PRIVATE AND EXCITING GROUP. THE PERSON WHO NOMINATED YOU WILL REMAIN A SECRET. EXCEPT FOR THAT PERSON AND I NO ONE ELSE IN THE GROUP WILL KNOW YOUR NAME. THE PURPOSE OF OUR GROUP IS TO HAVE A NORMAL DAY-TO-DAY LIFE WITH PERIODS OF EXTREME EXCITEMENT AND VARIETY. BASICALLY OUR MEMBERS MEET ONE ON ONE IN PUBLIC PLACES TO GIVE AND RECEIVE SEXUAL PLEASURE.

It was true. I was excited as I read the next letter.

SINCE YOU ARE WEARING A RED SCARF TODAY YOU HAVE DECIDED TO JOIN OUR GROUP. WE CALL OURSELVES THE WW CLUB. YOU WILL RECEIVE ANOTHER LETTER THAT WILL TELL YOU THE TIME AND PLACE TO MEET YOUR CONTACT. ONE OF YOU…

I dropped it and read the next one.

YOUR FIRST MISSION IS TO TAKE YOUR HUSBAND TO THE MALL ON WEDNESDAY NIGHT AT 7:00PM. YOU WILL BE THE SENDER SO LOOK FOR THE RED AND WHITE SHIRT IN THE LARGE DEPARTMENT STORE….WW.

Shit. She was fucking Waldo while I picked out my red shirt. I picked up the next sheet.

YOU WILL BE THE SENDER THIS SUNDAY AFTERNOON AT YOUR CHURCH PICNIC SO LOOK FOR THE MAN WEARING THE RED AND WHITE SHIRT…WW.

Waldo was the blonde's husband. Ann walked to the playground to whisper "Where's?" in his ear. I wondered if he was in the boathouse while we sat on the dock? I thought about being jealous but I was going down on the man's wife while she was with him. 


The last letter read:

YOU WILL BE THE SENDER AT A BIRTHDAY PARTY THIS WEEKEND ON A PARTY BOAT. LOOK FOR THE RED AND WHITE SHIRT. THE BOAT WILL BE CROWDED SO GOOD LUCK….WW

She was sucking the Waldo's prick while I was passed out under the table.

I looked for another letter but couldn't find any more. I put all the boxes and letters back in the same place I had found them. I sat on our bed trying to piece together.

Ann came in later and I had trouble talking to her. I was pissed but realized I was doing the same thing. I was afraid our marriage was finished. If I stopped the game right now would she? If I faced her with the evidence it might end things. I had to sleep on it. 

I found another letter on my chair Monday morning. 

"IT IS YOUR CHANCE TO NOMINATE SOMEONE FOR THE WW CLUB. YOU CAN PICK ANYONE YOU WANT HOWEVER THEY MUST BE AT LEAST 18 YEARS OLD, ATTACHED, AND NOT A DIRECT FAMILY MEMBER. IF YOU WANT TO NOMINATE A PERSON WRITE THE PERSON'S NAME AND HOME ADDRESS ON A PIECE OF PAPER AND TAPE IT TO THE BACK OF THE COPY MACHINE ON THE SECOND FLOOR. 

I wondered if the person who nominated me worked on the second floor. I looked up the employee names on the second floor and didn't recognize any of them. They worked for a different division in my company. 

It didn't take me long to think of a name. I took a piece of paper and wrote "MACY PHILLIPS." I knew her address since I had driven Allison to her house so often. I wasn't sure if I could match up with her but I had to try it.

I took the paper to the copy room and taped it on the back of the copier and headed to lunch. I was walking out the door when I realized I had written the wrong address. Macy's street was Oak not Elm. I moved back into the elevator and hurried to the copy room. I froze when I saw the person inside. It was the black woman from the movies. 

"OH NO!" She groaned when she saw me. She tried to hide the piece of paper but it was too late. She hid her face in her hands. 

"I'm so embarrassed." She whispered. 

"Don't be. It was wonderful." I said smiling at her. 

She peeked through her fingers. "It was?" 

I closed the copy room door behind me and took her hand. "It was the most exciting thing that has ever happened to me." 

Her big brown eyes looked up at me and smiled. Neither of us planned it as our lips moved together. Her soft lips lightly touched mine. Our tongues moved together. 

"We shouldn't do this." She moaned as her lips moved away from mine. 

"Yes, we should stop." I said as my hands moved around her round ass. I pulled her to my bulge. She didn't back away. 

"We are not supposed to talk." She said as my hand slid between our bodies. My fingertips moved under her blouse and up to her skimpy bra. I pulled it forward and slipped my hand underneath. Her hard nipple pressed against my palm. "There's no rule that said we cannot hook up again." 




Where's Waldo?



She nodded her head in agreement.

My prick was pressing against her stomach when she took a deep breath and pushed me away. "We can't do this here." 

"But, I have to see you again." I said while pulling her bra back over her naked breast. 

"Me too." She said smiling.

"Meet me at Jack's Grill at noon on Monday." I said as I watched her fix her clothing.

"OK" she said as the door opened and hit me in the back. 

"I'm sorry." An older lady said looking around the door. 

"No problem." I replied. 

"Hi Mary." The lady said to my Waldo friend. 

"Hi Jean." 

I turned to walk out and remembered. "Mary, the address I gave you is Oak Street. Not Elm." 

She smiled and I walked out the door. That was close.

The rest of the week was boring since I didn't receive any missions. On Wednesday Ann asked me to go to the Flea Market with her. I knew something was up since we never went to flea markets. I figured she had received a new letter. At first I said I didn't want to go just to see how bad she wanted it. She kept hounding me but I put her off. Finally on Thursday night I agreed. Ann left before me the next morning and I again searched her closet. I found the new letter with the others:

"YOUR FIRST MISSION AS A RECEIVER WILL BE THIS SATURDAY MORNING AT 9AM. BE WITH YOUR HUSBAND AT THE MECHANTILE FLEA MARKET WEARING A RED AND WHITE SHIRT…WW.

I didn't receive a mission so I had the chance to spy. I was excited think about Ann and a strange man going at it. At breakfast Ann walked in wearing her red and white shirt and a denim skirt. She never wore such as short skirt before. I wondered if she was wearing panties. As she walked by I lifted her skirt. She was wearing panties all right but they were thongs. 

"What do we have here?" I asked.

"You don't like?" She asked wiggling her bare ass cheeks. 

"Sure, but so will the men in the flea market." I laughed. 

"Well, you've been wanting me to wear sexier clothes out." 

She was right but I didn't want to make it too easy for the sender. 

As soon as we arrived at the market Ann suggested that we split up. She said she preferred to look at different things than I did. I didn't object and watched while she walked away. She pretended to stop and look at some old lamps but kept peeking to see if I was still watching. I caught her eye and waved. She waved back and looked pissed I was still there. I smiled and walked the other way. I jumped behind a hotdog vendor's cart and watched as she moved quickly away from me. 

I followed her at a distance taking care to hide as often as I could. Nothing happened for a while until a man moved up to her and spoke. She smiled and said something back to him. He handed her something but I couldn't tell what it was. I watched the man as he kept walking and walked right by me. Could it be him? I watched Ann and saw her walking the opposite way. 

I followed her for another 15 minutes, she did a complete turn and circled back towards the directed he went. I saw her go into a large building where some specialty shops were located. She had not spoken to anyone since the man. I moved into the building and looked down the main aisle. She was gone. 

My pace quickened as I moved down the aisle. If she saw me I would say it was by accident. But, she was not in the building. 

I turned and walked back down the aisle. She had to be there. 

I was ready to give up when I heard her laugh. The laugh came from a shop that had a closed sign on the front of it. A sign said Rugs and Carpets. They had to be in the back room. 

I moved into a clothing shop next to it and moved back to the adjacent wall. The walls were made of cheap paneling so I searched to find a hole or opening. I noticed some light down at the bottom of the panel. I dropped to my knees and looked through the gap. 

I could only see the back of the man but recognized him as the man she spoke with. I looked down on the floor and saw a note. He must have written her directions on where to meet him. Ann giggled as the man's arms moved forward to her body. It was weird watching another man touch my wife. His hands moved away holding her red and white shirt. Again they moved and he was soon holding her bra. My wife's tits were exposed to a stranger and she was giggling. 

I heard a noise behind me and stood up quickly. I startled a woman who was looking at the rack of clothes I was hiding behind. 

"Sorry, I dropped something." She gave me a strange looked a walked away. I waited unit she left and dropped back down. 

The man was on his knees in front of her. Her bare breasts and hard nips were above his head. His fingers unsnapped her denim skirt and released it. It fell to her ankles. She lifted her legs to allow him to take him off. Her legs opened and flashed him her pussy. She pulled her thongs back in place and giggled again. Why she did it I didn't know because his fingers slipped into the waistband on her thongs and pulled. His eyes and mine watched as her full dark bush appeared. He stopped and moved his fingers into her soft pillow of hair. 

Again I heard a noise behind me. This time I stood up slowly. A young girl was standing there. "Can I help you sir? She asked. 

"No, I'm just looking." I chuckled to myself. 

"OK." She said as she popped her bubblegum. Nope, too young I thought as I dropped back to look at the progress the sender had made. 

Ann was now lying on her back on a pile of rugs while the man in his briefs had his back to me. I could tell from Ann's facial expression he was well endowed. As he lowered his briefs her eyes got bigger and bigger. He turned to toss them to his pile of clothes when I saw the size of it. Damn. It had to be at least a foot long. 

He slithered his body down to lie next to Ann. I watched as her hand moved down to capture his huge tool. Her hand looked like a baby's as she stroked his shaft. Ann soon answered the question of whether he was going to fuck her. She pulled his prick over and his body followed. She positioned his prick at her pussy and opened her legs wide. His tip moved in and in and in. Ann's body moved back and back but he kept coming. Her hands moved up and held on to his shoulders as he filled her cavity. She moaned as the prick slid into her. 

I couldn't believe it when his stomach touched hers. She had taken all he had. She held on for dear life as he pumped his giant salami into her. Both of them were drenched with sweat as they raced to completion. Mr. Stud came first and Ann moved her ass quickly up and down to join him. They fell back on the rug totally exhausted. Ann slid out from under him and grabbed her clothes .She didn't even look at him as she walked out of the shop. I wondered who was going to clean that rug. 

I stood for a while and pretended to look at the clothing until I calmed down. A pregnant woman walked back and smiled at me. Suddenly it hit me. The clothing shop had maternity clothes. No wonder the other woman looked at me strangely. I smiled at the young girl as I walked out of the shop. 

I walked around for a while until I felt Ann jump on my back. She had a big smile. She was so happy. 

"You didn't buy anything." I said looking down at her empty arms. 

"Didn't see anything I liked." 

Good. I thought as we walked to the car. 

She leaned over and kissed me again on the cheek. "I love you." 

I kissed her back. "Me too." 

I was so horny on Monday when I met Mary for lunch. She was waiting in a rear booth at the back of the bar. "Hi." I said as I slid into the bench seat next to her. 

She was wearing a long silky black dress. "Hi." She said softly and sexy. 

She looked at me and whispered. "I don't want to stay here. It's too dangerous." 

I told her to meet me outside and to follow me to my car. I called my office and told them I wouldn't be back for the afternoon. I handed the phone to Mary. "I've already told them." She smiled. 

As we headed out of town her hand moved over and took mine. "I've never done this before." She said. 

"Drive in a car?" I joked. She squeezed my hand tightly. "You know. This." She looked at me and then at her. 

"I thought you were in the WW club?" I asked. 

"Yes, but that's different."

"It is?" 

"I have sex with them only once and never see them again. I don't talk to them and normally don't' have any feelings except sexual ones." 

"With me it's different?" I asked already knowing the answer. 

She hit me on the arm. "Just kidding." I laughed. 

We stopped at a small motel near a small lake. Mary covered her face as she walked into the small cabin. I sat on the bed and looked at her as she stood by the window watching the sailboats. 

"So you were the one who nominated me?" I asked. 

"Yes, I have seen you in the elevator and coming and going at our office building. I knew who you were but you never knew me." 

"How did you get into the club?" 

She turned and walked in front of me. I watched as her hands moved up to push her spaghetti straps down her arms. Her dress fell at her feet. She stood completely naked in front of me. Her breasts were narrow and pointy which matched her dark nipples, which stood at attention on top of her caramel mounds. Her stomach was flat and firm and led to her narrow strip of curly black pubic hair. Her legs were held tightly together to hide her last secret from my eyes. 

"I received the letter just like you. It was left on my chair. I was shocked and upset that someone would think I would sleep around on my husband. We have been married for ten years and were happy or at least I thought I was. I put the letter in my shredder and went home. That night I tried to interest my husband into making love but he just laughed at me trying to be sexy. I didn't have much sexual experience which made up my decision to join the club."

I reached for her naked thigh and she pushed me away. "Your turn." She giggled as She sat on the bed next to me. I laughed and stood where she striped. 

I pulled off my shirt and tie. Unbuttoned my belt and pants. "Slow down." She chuckled. 

I wiggled my ass and dropped my pants. My boxers were tenting out in the front. I moved my hips slowly in a circular pattern. My prick move around in my underwear. She laughed. "Who's laughing at someone trying to be sexy now?" I shot back at her. She stopped laughing and locked her lips together. 

I pushed my short over my hard-on and they fell to my feet. I kicked them up and they landed on the bedpost. "Hey you are very good." She joked as she lay back on the pillow. Her legs opened slightly and I could see the pink inner lips. She quickly closed them.

"So, tell me about your first mission." I said as I moved to the bottom of her feet. She had pulled her knees up in front of her. 

It was in a large Mexican Restaurant. I was the receiver and was wearing my shirt when an older white man walked by and whispered the password. I had never had any dealings with a white man before so I was pretty nervous when I said "Waldo". My husband, Robert, heard me so something and asked me if I said something but I just said no. I watched the man out of the corner of my eye move up some stairs and enter a door next to the restrooms. 

Robert got a phone call and had to go out on the balcony for a better reception. When he left I moved quickly upstairs. The room was completely dark when I shut the door. I could hear his footsteps as he walked up to me. I almost fainted when his hands moved to the bottom of my skirt. His hand touched my knee and moved upward. 

As she told the story I placed my own hand on her knees. She peered over her legs at me as her knees opened. My eyes followed her thighs until I saw her moist pussy lips open before me. She continued her story as my fingers touched her smooth ebony skin. 

"My legs were shaking as his fingers moved up to touch the crotch of my panties. I was so wet. His thick fingers moved under my underwear and he touched me here." 

My eyes followed her fingers as she spread her lips and moved her thin finger over her clit. She moaned as she touched and rolled it between her two fingers. I wanted to join her but preferred to watch her masturbate. 

"He only touched me but had me climbing the walls. He was very good and soon made me cum." 

Her fingers moved faster and faster. 

"He left the room first and I peeked out to see Robert sitting back at the table. He was looking up at the restroom. I couldn't leave. I waited and waited until finally the man with the red and white shirt moved over and started talking to him. When Robert looked away I moved quickly out the door and into the ladies room. I cleaned up and moved back down stairs." 

I asked him whom he was talking to when I came downstairs. He said the man was the husband of the woman who was running for the mayor's office. He ran a bar and a catering service. 

"Shit. "Is his wife Lisa Wilson?" I asked. 

"Yes. That's her name." She moaned. I reached and grabbed her wrist. Wait for me I said as I moved my body up between her legs. Her legs wrapped around mine as the tip of my prick entered her. 

"You're the first." She said with a smile. "Waldo?" She shook her head yes as I entered her hot oven. 

My hips began a slow up and down motion. She moaned each time I lowered myself into her.

"I had Lisa as a receiver." I whispered as my hips speeded up. "I believe they match up couples when they ask us to join."

She moved her hands up to stop my hips. "Do you think your wife is a member?" 

"I don't think so. I know so." I answered as I looked in her eyes. 

I thought back to the night in the movie theater and then it hit me. "Your husband and my wife left at the same time to go to the rest room. They were gone a long time." 

"Oh God. He was wearing his red and white shirt." Mary's eyes opened wide as she pulled me deeper inside of her. "I've been feeling so guilty and he's been doing the same thing." Her mouth broke into a big grin. She leaned up and bit my ear. "Fuck me hard."

I didn't let her down as I pumped inside of her. She screamed loud when she came. I was right behind her. 

We looked at the clock and quickly dressed so we could get home at our normal time. I dropped Mary off at the bar and headed home. Ann was not home but I could hear Allison and Macy giggling as I passed my daughters door. I peeked in to see Allison reading a piece of paper. I knew what it was. Macy's invitation to the WW club.

"What's so funny?" I asked as I looked in. "Nothing." Allison said as she hid the letter behind her back. Two days later I receive my next mission.

YOUR NOMINEE HAS ACCEPTED MEMBERSHIP IN OUR CLUB. SHE WILL BE THE RECEIVER AT THE HIGH SCHOOL FOOTBALL GAME ON FRIDAY NIGHT. YOU WILL BE THE SENDER. ENJOY….WW.

My desire and fantasy was going to come true. Macy was at our house that night and spent a lot of time in Allison's room. I could hear them laughing and talking softly. I was nervous that Allison knew what was going on. I had to figure out a way to separate them at the game. I noticed Macy carrying Ann's red and white shirt home with her that night,

When Allison said she was going to the game with Macy, Ann was the first to suggest we also go. I figured she had received a mission letter to meet Macy's boyfriend Gary. I hesitated but agreed to go as well. Wild horses couldn't keep me away.

We drove our van to the game and looked for Allison and Macy. We could not find them so we sat near the top of the bleachers. I saw Allison first and then Macy and Gary. They were both wearing red and white striped shirts. They waved and came up to see us. 

"Hi Mr. Duncan." Macy said. I followed the rules and didn't say a word. I just waved. Macy was wearing a short black skirt. Good.

"Why doesn't your boyfriend come up here?" Ann asked Macy. "I don't know. He is not himself tonight." 

I was sure he was scared shitless. 

I watched Macy and Allison walk around the stadium during the game to make sure the sender had a chance to see Macy's Waldo shirt. But, they never separated. It was almost halftime and I turned to tell Ann I was going for a walk. She was already standing and walking down the row. 

"I'm going for a walk." She said. 

I smiled and watched as she walked behind Gary who was standing at the fence. She leaned towards him and whispered in his ear. He turned and looked at her. I watched his face turn to fear as he said something back to her. She turned and walked towards the parking lot. She had the keys to the van. He followed her while keeping his distance. 

Macy was standing by the snack bar when I noticed Allison leave her side. Allison moved towards the restroom. I hurried down the steps and moved up behind Macy. I whispered, "Where's?" in her ear. She was grinning as she turned to see me. Her face went to total surprise, "MR. DUNCAN!" she said loudly. "Shhh." I said with my finger to my lips. She giggled and said, "WALDO." 

I knew where I wanted to take her as I lead her towards the locker rooms. From my earlier experiences with Todd I knew the equipment storage area was on the other side of the building. Macy ran to keep up with me as I moved quickly to get away before Allison saw us. I moved into the storage room and pulled Macy in with me. I closed the door. 

The stadium lights lit up the room and I could see a stack of mats used for the track and field events. Macy smiled as she followed me to the mats. I turned and lifted her up on top of the pile. Her legs dangled over the edge as she moved her ass backwards to give me room to move up with her. As she leaned back her skirt moved up her legs. She smiled as her panties were exposed to my eyes. I didn't look away.

As I sat next to her on the mats I noticed a light on the other side of the room by the door. It became dark again. Someone came in the room and I guessed it to be my daughter. It only made me more excited as I turned and placed my mouth to Macy's. I forgot she was my daughter's best friend as my tongue moved into her small mouth. It didn't take her long to move hers with mine. 

My fingers moved up her young legs and under her skirt. Her crotch of her panties was damp as my fingers pressed into her pussy. I had to find out if she was a virgin. My fingertip slid under the material and into her small pussy. "OH YES." She said forgetting again about the no talking rules. I opened my eyes to look at hers, which were open while we kissed. "Sorry." She said while removing her lips from mine. I just smiled. My fingertip moved inside fairly easy. She was not a virgin but was pretty tight.

I took my time unwrapping my present. She lifted her hips as I slid her skirt and panties down her legs. The stadium light projected down on her flaming red bush. As I placed her clothes to the side she opened her legs while she removed her Waldo shirt. As I pulled her bra from her firm breasts and hard nipples I moved my lips down to capture one of them. She moaned. I moved back to the edge of the mat and looked down at her naked body. She was magnificent. My mind took pictures to remember of her delicate skin and unblemished curves. Her legs opened for my pleasure. She was not shy.

I peeked over to see Allison's head looking around some boxes. I knew she was shocked to see me but she didn't leave so she must want to see the show. I wanted her to see it too as I pulled my shirt off my body. My shorts were next and finally my boxers. I took my time pushing them over my hard-on. I could hear Allison gasp but didn't acknowledge I heard it. I was proud as my prick pointed forward to Macy's teenage body.

She was smiling as my lips moved up her ankle to her knee. She giggled when my tongue left snail tracks up her thighs. She moved her body up to meet my mouth as my nose moved into her red bush. I thought I was in a strawberry patch as my eyes were saturated with red. My tongue moved into her soft mane until I touched the top of her slit. She moaned loudly as I tasted her hard nub. I could tell my tongue was the first to taste her juices as she wiggled on the mats under me. Her hands pulled at my hair as she experience sex more than intercourse. 




Where's Waldo?



Allison's head was clearly visible as she moved out to see my prick move up her girlfriend's legs until it was posed at Macy's burning bush. It was the time I had dreamed about as I pushed my tip into her tight lips. She spread her legs wider to allow me entrance. "Fuck me." She moaned. "Shhh." I whispered. "Fuck Shhh." She cried as my prick sank into her tight swamp. My hips moved slow and methodical since I wanted Macy to experience the way sex was meant to be. Her moans became louder and louder. My lips moved down to quiet her down. I broke a WW rule when I whispered, "You are mine." She climaxed. "Yes, I'm yours. Fuck me. Oh God, what's happening to me?" Her body shook and trembled as she exploded. 

I was going to cum but pulled out of her. "What are you doing?" She asked. "I don't want to get you…" I started to say. 

"I'm on the pill." She cried as she pulled me back into her. My body lost control as I fucked her until I came. She laughed as I filled her void. 

I could tell the game had started back up and helped Macy to get dressed. I kissed her hard one more time as I lowered her from the mat. 

"Can we do it again?" She giggled. 

"Not now." I laughed back. "I'm sleeping over again tonight." She said while I pulled my boxers over my worn out tool. 

"OK." I said loud enough for Allison to hear. 

I left the room first and headed back to the stands. I noticed Gary standing in the same spot and Ann sitting back up in her seat. I moved up behind Gary and tapped him on the shoulder. He turned and jerked back when he saw me. I guess I scared the shit out of him since he had just fucked my wife. 

"Hi Gary." I said holding out my hand. 

"Err. Hi Mr. Duncan." He said still keeping his distance. I laughed and headed up to sit by my wife. 

"What were you saying to Gary?" she asked with a worried look on her face. I figured it was time to spill the beans. 

"I asked him how it felt fucking my wife." I said frankly.

"What?" Ann could only manage to say. She knew that I knew.

"But, how?" she asked."

I looked down to see Macy standing by Gary. 

"Check out Macy's shirt." I said while looking down at them.

Ann looked at Macy and back at me. "You mean…" 

I looked at her, "Where's Waldo?" 

"You are a member?" 

"Yep, and so is Macy and so is Gary." I smiled at her.

"But, how.." she started to ask. I put my finger on her lips. "We can talk later and I'll explain. For now." I said as I leaned over to kiss her on the cheek. "I love you." 

She looked at me and smiled. "Me too."