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White Silk

By: K.K.



I guess I have always been a little obsessed with women’s panties. I don’t mean that I want to ware them or anything. It’s just that I like to see women in there panties. I have panty related memories that go all the way back to when I was just seven years old. The first memory is of one of my school classmates sitting at her desk in such a way that I could see here white cotton panties. I remember that I felt some kind of a thrill from seeing her panties but I didn’t have any idea why.  My second memory from about the same time was when my brother and I were visiting at our neighbor’s house. They had two kids our age. Their son was my brother’s age and their daughter was a year younger than me. On this day Lois came into the room wearing just her panties and a T-shirt. She was only six she didn’t think anything of it and my brother and her brother didn’t pay any attention to her, but I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. I felt uncomfortable about the situation but I didn’t’ understand why. I somehow knew that I shouldn’t stare at her but I couldn’t take my eyes off those panties.

As I grew up I always enjoyed getting a peek of panty whenever I could. I never knew if other guys did the same thing or not. I guess I just assumed that they did. I never discussed this with anyone so I never found out When I was in high school, sitting in study hall I would put my head down on my desk as if I was napping and I would look back down the row of desks to see if I could catch a glimpse of silk. I can tell you I had to leave many a study hall holding my books in front of me to hide my erection.

Sometimes I wonder how I was able to get from the second grade all the way through high school and never got caught peeking up a girl’s skirt. Of course I was as discreet as possible. I never tried mirrors on my shoes or anything stupid like that and I never peeked in anyone’s windows at night. My obsession was never so great that I would take a chance on humiliating myself by being caught that way.

The most fortuitous peek I ever got was during my junior year of college. I was sitting in the snack bar at the student union when this skinny coed arrived at the table next to mine. As she was setting her books down she dropped her handbag spilling its contents on the floor. I started to bend over to help her pick her things up but she squatted down quickly and began picking things up herself. I guess she wasn’t aware that I was sitting there at the time. The way she was squatting opened her whole life to me, so to speak. She had her knees at least a foot apart and with her skinny legs she couldn’t have hidden anything from sight. I was treated to an unobstructed view of the white strip of cotton that covered her pussy from less than five feet away. I could count the pubic hairs that stuck out front both sides of the gusset (this took place in the sixties when most women didn’t shave there pubic hair). 

I must have been staring at her for nearly a minute when she suddenly looked up and with a disgusted look on her face asked, “Well what are you looking at?” I couldn’t speak. I had never been challenged like that before.

She spoke again with just as much venom “Were you looking up my skirt?”

I think I recovered from the initial shock very quickly because I was immediately considering the possible answers to her second question. I arrived at what I thought was the best answer, the truth. So I said “Yes as a matter of fact I was. I’m sorry if I offended you. I didn’t plan on this happening you know. I wasn’t sitting here waiting for you to drop you bag. It just happened and I found myself staring at a very erotic sight and I couldn’t look away.”

I could tell that my answer surprised her but I couldn’t tell if she was still angry or not. Finally she looked at me and said, “Well maybe I over reacted a little.”

I said, “Under the circumstances you had a right to react the way you did. I’d like to make it up to you if you would let me. Can I buy you a cup of coffee or something?”

She said, “No, I don’t have time I am on my way to class.” 

I guessed that I didn’t make a very good first impression. As she was leaving I called after her “I really am sorry.” 

She turned and looked at me for a few seconds and then came back toward me. From the look on her face I thought she was going to give me hell. When she stopped in front of me she said “If you are really sorry meet me here at 5:00 and I’ll let you take me out for a drink. Then you can apologize again.”

I said, “I’ll be here. By the way my name is George.”

She said “I’m Cindy,” then she left.

I noticed two things as she walked away. One was that I was staring at her skinny ass and finding that I was attracted to her. The second thing I noticed was that I had an erection, which I think, I had right from the beginning when I was looking at her panties.
Did I find her attractive because I was aroused or was I aroused because I found her attractive? 

Cindy showed up on time and we headed out for the promised beer. We went to a little bar just off campus and sat in a booth near the back of the room. I was a little uncomfortable and didn’t know what to say. Cindy knew what she wanted to say and she started as soon as our drinks arrived at the table. She said, “I am not sure how to feel about what happened this afternoon. In a way I feel embarrassed that I exposed my self so completely but I also feel a little flattered that you found the sight appealing enough that you looked but then again I am still not sure if I should be angry with you for staring at me or not.”

All I could manage to say was “Don’t be angry.” I didn’t mean to stare or to make you uncomfortable. I couldn’t help myself.”

Cindy said “Okay, I won’t be angry with you on one condition, that you explain to me why men seem to get such a thrill out of getting a peek up a woman’s skirt.”

I said, “Wow, I never thought about that before. That’s a tough one. I think maybe it’s because when you catch a glimpse of panty you are seeing something that in the normal course of things you are not supposed to see. After all a guy can see as much or more anytime at the beach but it doesn’t have the same effect. I think that at an early age when we are learning that boys and girls are different we realize that the thin material of a girl’s panties is all that hides that difference from our sight. The mystery of what is hidden behind that thin piece of cloth has a powerful impact on a boy and I guess he never out grows it.”

I don’t think it happened that night but it was sometime shortly after that first time we went out that we fell in love. Over the next two years Cindy and I continued to date. Cindy put on a little weight and blossomed into a beautiful woman and on our graduation day I asked her to be my wife. 

After ten years of marriage Cindy and I were still very much in love. Although we didn’t have sex as often as we did in the beginning there was still a great deal of passion in our coupling. We had two children during that time and had both establish good careers.  We were living outside of Denver then. I worked in the city and had about a forty-five minute commute each way. Cindy was managing a small insurance office about ten minutes from our house. Life was good.

I spent my days meeting with customers. I was seldom in my office so I had to bring a lot of my paper work home with me. This often interfered with our evenings and I kept promising to find a solution for this problem. The funny thing is I found a solution for this problem when I wasn’t even looking for one. It happened one day as I was sitting at a traffic light trying to decide where to go for lunch when my pager went off. The message was to call a sales associate of mine named John. I pulled over to the first parking space I could find and went looking for a phone.  I saw a bar called Tony’s on the corner so I went in looking for a phone. I was a little surprised when I went into the place. It looked like an ordinary bar from the outside but it was also a very nice restaurant. I found the pay phone and called John. John asked me where I was and said he needed to talk to me. I suggested that he come over to Tony’s and we could have lunch while we talked.

I went over to the host and told him there would be two of us for lunch then I asked if he had someplace private where we could discuss business. The host said he had just the place and lead me through the dinning room and down about four steps to another dinning room. The second dinning room was smaller and was about three feet below the floor level of the main dinning room. The host led me to a row of four booths along the wall that separated the two rooms. The wall was covered by drapes the hung from the ceiling to about four inches above surface of my table.

John arrived a few minutes after me and we ordered lunch. The food was excellent and the booth gave us all the privacy we need to conduct our business. We finished our meeting at 1:00 and I didn’t have a customer appointment till 2:30 so I asked my waiter if it would be all right if I stayed and did some paper work and had a cup of coffee. The waiter said it would be no problem at all. That afternoon I was able to get my paperwork caught up so I didn’t have to take any home with me. 

I went back to Tony’s for lunch the next day and asked the host for the same booth. I noticed that from where I was sitting no one else in the dinning room could see me. I was beginning to like this place more all the time, but it was what happened next that made me love the place. As I was sitting waiting for my lunch to come I felt something brush against the side of my head. When I turned to see what it was I found that the drapes had billowed out and brushed against me. I found a separation between sections of the drapes right next to my head so I lifted the drape to see what was behind it expecting to find a wall. What I found was a short metal railing with vertical post about every six inches like an iron porch rail. That wasn’t the big surprise though. The big surprise was that I found myself looking under a table in the main dinning room. There was a woman sitting directly across the table from me and a man was sitting next to her. All I could see of them was from the waist down and unless they had a set of eyes somewhere below their waists they couldn’t see me at all. This was particularly good for me as the woman was sitting with her legs crossed at her ankles and her knees separated by several inches giving me an excellent view of her panties. I was hard almost instantly. The realization that I could sit there and peek under the table above me and be able to see a view like that, made it difficult for me to breath for a minute. That woman sat with her legs open like that for nearly an hour. 

After that I became such a regular at the restaurant the Tony put a permanent reservation on that booth for me. I ate all of my lunches there, brought customers in for lunch and did all of my paperwork sitting in the booth. On nights when I had to work late or if Cindy had some social function to go to I would stay in the city and have my diner at Tony’s.  Evenings at Tony’s were busy. They had a DJ playing dance music and they got a good mix of people stopping in after work for a couple of drinks and businessmen who were staying at the two large hotels nearby.  On these nights I would get several good panty sightings. I always went home horny. Cindy never asked me why I was always horny when I came home after an evening in town. I have to tell you I was feeding my little obsession in a big way. I was in panty heaven.

One Wednesday evening about four months after I had started hanging out at Tony’s Cindy had an agents training session to conduct so I stayed in town for dinner as had become my custom on such evenings. I was in my booth at Tony’s at 5:00 finishing up my paper work and waiting for the restaurant to get busy. I had a couple of cocktails and listened to the music playing over Tony’s excellent sound system. I occasionally checked for panty sightings under the table without success. Usually the restaurant wouldn’t be full until 6:30 but I didn’t want to chance that I might miss something.  I ordered my dinner and was finished eating by 6:15.  No one sat at my special table until 6:45 and then it was two guys. They only sat there for about twenty minutes and shortly after they left a man and a woman sat down. Problem was the woman was wearing pants. It was beginning to look like this night was going to be a bust. After about a half hour things got a little interesting when the guy slipped his hand up between the woman’s legs and started rubbing her crotch.  A minute later she put her hand in his lap and started squeezing his cock. I could see the lump in his pants getting bigger. Shortly after that the two left, seemingly in a hurray.

No body sat at the table for quite some time after that. I was about to call it a night and go home when I heard chairs moving behind the big drapes. When I peeked through the drapes I saw two sets of women’s legs sitting across the table from me. One woman was sitting directly in front of me. She was wearing a white skirt and the other woman was sitting to the right of the women in white. The second women was wearing a red skirt. To avoid confusion I will refer to these women by their skirt colors.   Both women had crossed their legs when they sat down and although I was seeing a lot of very attractive leg on both women I wasn’t getting the view I wanted. I knew from experience that if I exercised patience I would get what I wanted. I didn’t have to wait long. As I was watching Ms. White I noticed that her hips moved slightly to her right as if she was turning around. When she did this she uncrossed her legs. As I said I had been doing this for about four months and had seen all kinds of legs and panty covered pussies and even a couple of women who were not wearing panties, but when I saw Ms. White’s thighs and panties I almost shouted “Yes!” out loud.  Ms. White had a pair of very sexy legs on which she was wearing white stockings and a garter belt instead of panty hose.  For panties she was wearing what looked like white silk. Being that I was no more than four feet away from her I could clearly see the gusset (I saw the term gusset used in a story written by an English women and I thought it was much more classy than saying crotch) of her panties. The gusset appeared to be two shades of white. The lower half being much lighter because of the cotton lining inside and the upper half darker because of the shadow of Ms. White’s pubic hair showing through. As I continued to observe Ms. White I realized that I was not only seeing the shadow of her pubic hair but that the upper half of the gusset and the front of her panties were so shear that I could actually see the curled hair and a portion of the inverted V, that indicated the top of the opening to her vagina, was peeking out through the sheer material just above the lining.  At that point I was so horny that if the vertical posts of the railing weren’t there I would have tried to crawl under the table and get my head in close enough to smell her. 

Ms. White turned a little more in her seat exposing just a little more of the upper portion of her panties. I could see that just above the gusset the panties were made of a shear lace. 

As I continued watching Ms. White straightened around in her chair and just then the chair to her left was pulled out and a man sat down next to her and at about the same time a man sat next to Ms. Red. I was disappointed at first but when Ms. White didn’t cross her legs right away I didn’t feel so bad. It wasn’t as though I would have gone up and talked to her so it didn’t matter that she was with a guy. After a while Ms. White did cross her legs but Ms. Red was now giving me a show. It gave me such a thrill that these two women were sitting there casually talking to their dates and had no idea what was going on just below their table. After about a twenty minutes just sitting there a slow song came on the sound system and the four of them got up from the table I hoped to dance and not to leave. I was not disappointed. After two slow songs in a row the four of them came back to the table. 

By now it was getting pretty noisy in the place so I could here bits of conversation, as they talked loud to be heard over the music and other noise. I couldn’t make out what anyone was saying as I could only make out a word here and there. A little later as another slow song started the four of the left the table again. This time when the song ended only Ms. red and her date returned to the table. I guessed by the way they were sitting, their knees kind of turned toward each other, that they might be kissing. I knew I guessed right when the guy put his hand on Ms. Red’s leg and slid it up under her skirt. At first she seemed to resist him but she gave in and let her legs separate. I could now see that Ms. Red was also wearing stockings and a garter belt with black panties. Ms. Red’s date had his hand on her pussy but outside of her panties. He was running his fingers up and down over the gusset then he slipped a finger under the elastic and I could tell he had put it in her pussy. He soon had his whole hand inside her panties and was fingering her with at least two maybe three fingers

I was so focused Ms. Red’s pussy that I hadn’t noticed that she was playing with his cock through the material of his pants. I had been watching these two paw at each other for a half hour when Ms. White and her date returned to the table. When Ms. White sat down she leaned to her right as if she might be talking to Ms. Red. While she was sitting this way she had her legs opened up so I could see her panties again. As I was looking at her I noticed what looked to be a small wet spot just below the point on the gusset where the material changed from shear to where it was lined. The spot looked no bigger that a dime but I was sure it wasn’t there before they got up to dance. I guessed that her date must have gotten her hot while they were away from the table.  Before I could really get a good look at the spot Ms. White crossed her legs.

Ms. White sat with her legs crossed until her date got up and left the table (probably to go to the men’s room).  As soon as he left the table Ms. White uncrossed her legs and spread them wide then she reach between her legs adjusted her panties. I figured they must have been riding up her ass a little. When Ms. White’s hand was out of the way I saw that the wet spot in her panties was much larger now.  The shear part of the gusset was now transparent and the lining of her panties was so wet that the lower part of the gusset was almost transparent also. I could just about see her whole vagina through her panties.

I knew why she was wet. It was obvious that she had just had sex. The sight of her sexy panties stuck to her pussy and seeing the outline of her vulva showing through was having a very powerful effect on me. I had never even considered the possibility of having oral sex with a woman right after she had had sex but the sight I was looking at made me want to do just that. I had to squeeze the base of my cock very hard to keep from losing a load in my pants. I could never remember being that aroused before. The only thing I could think about was eating this woman out. I wouldn’t even remove her panties I would just eat her till my jaws were so tired I couldn’t do it anymore.

As I sat there trying to get my composure back I watched in disbelief, as her panties actually got wetter as more cum soaked through. 

When Ms. White’s date returned to the table they all got up and left. This time they didn’t come back. I had wanted to jump up and follow them so I could see what Ms. White looked like but I couldn’t leave the table in the condition I was in.


White Silk



So after Ms. White and Ms. Red left another couple sat down. This woman gave me a good view up her dress but she was wearing panty hose. While I continued to enjoy the view she was giving me I kept thinking about what had taken place earlier.  

Later after I had myself under control and was getting ready to leave Tony, the restaurant owner, came over to say hello. He sat down and ordered us a couple of drinks. We talked for hour or so then I headed home.

When I got home the only light on in the house was a small one over the kitchen sink.  I quietly walked upstairs and checked on the kids. Then I headed for the bedroom hoping to find Cindy still awake. I needed some relief and I needed it badly. As I walked into the room I could see that Cindy was already asleep. She was laying on her side facing away from me breathing in the relaxed rhythm you get into when you get into a deep sleep. At that point I was too horny to go to bed so I headed for the bathroom to relieve myself. 

I closed the door and left the lights off so I wouldn’t wake Cindy. The light coming in through the window from the streetlight in front of the house was enough for me to see what I wanted. Cindy kept a small nylon bag on the closet door that she used as a laundry bag for her soiled lingerie. I went over to the bag to retrieve the panties that Cindy had worn that night. I knew that her scent would still be in them and the smell of her pussy would be all I needed to get myself off.  There were only a few things in the bag and her panties were right on top. I took them out and began stripping off my pants and shorts. When I had my shorts off I sat down and began stroking my cock, which was already hard as I brought Cindy’s panties up to my nose and inhaled deeply. As I did this two things struck me almost at once. First, these panties were very damp and second, they smelled very strongly of semen. 

I was in shock. I couldn’t quite grasp the meaning of any of this. I just sat there with my cock in one hand and Cindy’s panties in the other. As my head began to clear I thought that I must have been mistaken so I smelled them again. There was no mistaking that smell and there was only one conclusion, Cindy had been with another man that night. 

I stood on wobbly legs and turned on the light to see if there could possible be any mistake. There was no mistake, the gusset was soaked with semen and more importantly the panties in my hand were white silk with lace in the front. They looked exactly like the panties I was drooling over in Tony’s just a couple of hours ago. I just stared at them for a few moments and then for my own sanity I decided that it would have been just too much of a coincidence for Cindy to choose to have an affair and go to Tony’s and sit in that particular table. I decided that the only coincidence was that Cindy’s panties looked like the others. I felt a moment of relief until I realized that didn’t that it didn’t really change anything, Cindy had still cheated on me. What was I going to do? I had never before even considered the possibility that my wife would allow another man to penetrate her with his cock. My first impulse was to wake Cindy and have it out with her right then. Luckily commonsense prevailed. I didn’t want to start an argument and end up waking the kids and scarring them or that in the heat of the argument I might say something that I could never take back. I decided it would be better to wait till morning after the kids left for school. 

I put the panties back into the laundry bag. I didn’t want Cindy to notice that the panties were missing from the laundry bag and realize that I knew her secret. I didn’t want to give her a chance to make up a bunch of lies about what happened.

I went to bed but didn’t sleep. It was very hard to lie there and pretend to sleep when I wanted to hit Cindy in the back with my elbow. I watched the clock from 12:30AM till nearly 2:30 AM before I finally feel asleep and then it was a restless sleep with lots of bad dreams. In one dream, I got up in the morning to find Cindy and some guy I didn’t know sitting naked in the kitchen drinking coffee. As I came into the room Cindy looked up, smiled and said, “Good morning George. This is the guy I have been fucking. I hope you don’t mind if he has breakfast with us.”

I woke in the morning to Cindy’s voice calling to tell me if I didn’t hurry I wouldn’t have time for breakfast before I had to leave. I looked at the clock and it was 7:00 AM. I had less than five hours of good sleep and I felt hung over. In spite of all that I felt relieved because I woke up thinking that Cindy’s affair was just one of the many nightmares I had that night probably caused by too much to drink. When I entered the bathroom I looked at the nylon bag on the closet door and it was empty. At first I thought that this proved that it was all a nightmare but then I heard the washing machine running. That fact by itself proved something was wrong because Cindy never does laundry in the morning, it interferes with the water pressure in the bathroom when we take our showers. I went to the laundry room and looked inside the washer. The panties and garter belt were in there with a few other things. 

The realization of what this all meant just put me into a major depression. Now I had nothing to prove that I knew that she had cheated on me. It would be so humiliating to say to her ‘Last night when I got home I smelled your panties and they were full of semen.’ Cindy could just lie about it. She could just say ‘You were obviously drunk when you got home. Why on earth would you be smelling my dirty panties anyway.’ Cindy would just lie and I would look the fool.  Unless I could think of another way to prove what I knew I wouldn’t be able to say anything. I was too depressed to eat anything so I just had a cup of coffee. I pretended to be engrossed in the newspaper so I wouldn’t have to carry on a conversation with Cindy. For Cindy’s part she seemed to be overly chipper. 

As I started down the stairs to the garage Cindy tried to kiss me good-bye. I pretended I didn’t see her and turned away and went down the stairs. 

I opened the garage door and then stood at the door of my car for a few minutes trying to decide if I should stay home and try to deal with this now or go to work, where I knew I wouldn’t get anything done, and wait to deal with Cindy when I got home that night. I decided to go on to work and looked at my watch. I was about 10 minutes late for my usual time to leave for work. As I opened the car door I heard the phone ring. I suddenly wondered if it was Cindy’s lover. I figured here’s my chance to get the proof I needed. I slipped into my basement workshop and picked up the extension phone I have down there. I covered the mouthpiece and put the phone to my ear.  I was both relieved and disappointed when I heard the voice on the phone say “Cindy it’s Carol.” Carol is a member of Cindy’s bridge club and is a close friend of Cindy’s. 

Cindy replied   “Hello Carol and how are you this lovely morning?” then they both laughed. There was something about the odd way Cindy greeted Carol and the way they both laughed that told me I had better listen to this conversation.

Carol started “Well did you go all the way? We actually started while we were still in the bar.  When you disappeared with what’s-his-name...Bill?  Roger and I were sitting at the table and her started nibbling on my neck and biting my ear and the next thing I know his hand was moving up between my legs. I pinched my legs together to stop him but when I looked around the room and realized no one could see what he was doing under the table I figured ‘What the hell’ so I opened up for him then I dropped my hand in his lap and did a little playing of my own. He had me so hot I almost had an orgasm right there at the table. What about you? You were gone for a long time what were you up to?”

There was no doubt then that it was Cindy’s panties I was looking at in Tony’s.
And I was about to hear Cindy talking about having sex with another man. My heart was pounding so hard I thought Cindy would be able to hear it.

Cindy said, “Well while we were dancing Bill kept telling me how he had been traveling constantly over the last three months. I didn’t understand why he kept saying that until he finally said that he hadn’t had sex at all during the whole three-month period. I guess he thought that somehow I would get turned on or feel sorry for him because he hadn’t had sex in so long. Actually I was already as horny as I was going to get and he had nothing to do with it. The whole idea of going out and picking up a stranger and having sex with him had me so hot Bill didn’t need to say anything to get into my pants last night.”

Did this mean that Cindy didn’t have a regular lover? Had this just been just a one night stand? And if it was, what difference did it make?  

Cindy continued, “While we were dancing he started complementing me saying things like ‘I love your hair, it smells so good. or You have very pretty eyes. Then he got bolder. He said, 'You have great breasts, I ‘d love to take them out and play with them.' To that I said  ‘Well we can’t do that...But I have my van in the parking lot behind the restaurant.’ His eyes opened real wide and he said ‘Lead the way’.  Then I lead him out to the van. 

I couldn’t believe that I was listening to my wife talking about how she took a guy she had just met out to her van to fuck him. While still being upset by all this I was also beginning to get a hard on. 

Carol asked “Did you really have sex in your van? You were gone a long time but I didn’t think you were doing that.”

Cindy said, “Well by then I was too horny to stop. We got into the back of the van and I lifted up my skirt and when he saw I was wearing garters and stockings and he got a look at my silk panties he just said ‘Oh my gawd!’ Then he went straight down on me. He pulled my panties aside and started eating me. I had two orgasms within the first five minutes.  After my second orgasm Bill stripped off his clothes and asked me to suck him off.”

Carol said, “He asked? He didn’t tell you to do it? I’ve never met a guy polite enough to ask. They always just tell me to do it.”

Cindy said, “You must be meeting the wrong people. George always asks. George has always been a considerate lover.”

It was kind of odd to hear Cindy talk about me in the middle of this conversation.

Cindy continued, “His cock was kind of small but not tiny. I began by running my tongue over the tip and down the side then I slowly sucked it into my mouth. The neat thing was that because of its size I was able to get the whole thing in my mouth. I pumped up and down on him till I could tell he was having trouble holding back.  I pulled back one more time and let his cock come out of my mouth. When it did it made a pop! Next I pulled my panties off and got on my knees. Then I pulled my skirt up over my hips and told Bill to get behind me and ‘fuck me good’. He did just that. He pushed that little cock into me and began pumping it into me fast and hard. He had me climaxing again in no time. 

Carol interrupted saying “Oh God. Your story is getting my so hot I may have to get myself off while I listen to you.”

Cindy responded by saying “Go right ahead and enjoy yourself, I have a finger inside my pussy as we speak.”

I could not believe my wife was talking this way to another women. Cindy and I talk openly about sex but I have never heard her talk this openly to anyone else.  Carol and Cindy weren’t the only ones in need of some relief at the moment. My cock was trying to unzip my pants by itself.

Cindy said, “Well Bill must have stroked into me for at least fifteen minutes then he just kind of grunted and I felt a sudden wave of heat inside me. I could fell his cock pulsing and pulsing for what seemed like minutes.  When he was done he  pulled out and quickly got dressed. I slipped my panties back on and we got out of the van. It was at this point that I realized that Bill must have been telling the truth about not having had sex for the last three months. I was having difficulty walking and keeping his sperm from leaking down my leg.”

I couldn’t believe that I was listening to all this without losing control. I was able to listen to her story without thinking about the other guy. I concentrated only on the sex act itself. I was so aroused that I considered staying home and making love to Cindy right then.

Cindy said, “By the time we got back to the table I could feel that my panties were already starting to soak through. I crossed my legs and try to pinch off the flow but that didn’t work to well. I actually had to reach under the table with a tissue to wipe off some semen that was dripping down the inside of my thigh.  The worst  part was that I could feel semen leaking down between my legs to my ass and I couldn’t do anything to stop it.  But then I started to think about what I had done to cause the problem in the first place and I started getting horny again. When Bill came back to the table from the men’s room I whispered to him, ‘Do you want to slip your cock inside me again before I have to go home?’ I felt so dirty and nasty when I said that I almost had an orgasm.”

Carol asked, “So when we left the bar did you go back to the hotel with Bill?”

Cindy said, “Yes. On the way to the room I could feel Bill’s load still leaking out of me and I suddenly had this strong desire to have Bill perform oral sex on me
while I was full of his cum. I had never thought of such a thing before.  Unfortunately when we got to Bill’s room I didn’t have the nerve to ask him to go down on me and he didn’t seem to have any interest it doing that. Although he did like having me suck his cock again. This time when I was ready for him to put his cock inside me I removed my skirt and panties and lay down on the bed on my back. Bill climbed on me and I guided his cock to my pussy and he pushed it inside. This time Bill moved slower and after about ten minutes he gave me another large load of his semen.”

Carol asked, “Are you gong to see him again?”

Cindy said “No. He asked me if I would go out with him the next time he came to town and I said no. I told him this was a one time thing for me.” Then Cindy said “As hot as this made me and as much excitement as it added to my life I won’t be doing this again?”

Then Carol said, “That is unless we lose another bridge match.” Then she laughed. Then Carol asked “Did George suspect anything when you got home so late?”

Cindy said “No. I got home a little while before George. I had just enough time to pay the baby sitter and send her home and get upstairs before I heard the garage door opening. I had wanted to shower but I didn’t have time so I quickly put my nightgown on and tossed my soaking panties in the laundry bag and jumped into bed. When George came into the room I pretended to be asleep. He went into the bathroom for a while and when he came back I knew everything was all right. The first thing this morning I washed all the lingerie I had worn last night.”

Carol said, “Well now that’s all over how do you feel about it?”

Cindy said “Well I know you do this sort of thing often but I have never done anything like that before and I probably won’t ever do anything like it again. You know I didn’t want to do this in the first place but a bet is a bet. But once I decided that I was going to go through with it I started to get excited about the idea of having sex with a total stranger. I was in a constant state of arousal from the time I started getting dressed to go out until I finally fell asleep last night. Can you believe that while I was lying there pretending to be asleep I was fantasizing about asking George to eat my cum filled pussy? The thought had me so aroused that I had to hold myself back from making love to him.”

Luckily I had taken my cock out of my pants because when Cindy said she wanted to ask me to eat her pussy, I had a flash of the image I had seen at Tony’s, of the silk panties so soaked with cum that they were nearly transparent. That vision and the thought of Cindy asking me to eat her made me climax without touching myself. 

Cindy then said, “Now that it is over I feel guilty that I cheated on George. I never thought for a moment that I would ever be unfaithful to George until I lost that stupid bet. George doesn’t deserve this, but what’s done is done.”

Carol asked, “You don’t plan to tell George do you?”

Cindy said “Of course not. Why hurt him. I won’t ever do it again and in time I will have made it up to him by being an even better wife than I have been up till now. Tonight I plan to get the kids to bed early and then I will take George to our room and give him a rub down and a blow job and anything else he wants.” Then Cindy asked Carol “Well you haven’t told your story yet, what happened with you two?”

Carol said, “Well nothing really. I told you what happened at the table. Well when we got to the hotel room Roger had a message to call his wife. He decided that under the circumstances we better do it another time. So we have a date tonight. So you will have to wait till tomorrow to get my story.”

With that Cindy said “Well I have to get ready for work.” They both said good-bye and hung up. 

I quickly got in my car and went off to work. I don’t know why but I was feeling much better. I decided to try to forget about what had happened and love Cindy in spite of what she had done. I don’t know why, I guess it was because she loved me. 

That evening when I came home from work Cindy was very attentive to me. She kept hugging me and giving me little kisses and telling me she loved me. After she put the kids to bed Cindy took a shower. When she called me to come up to our room she was dress in a black teddy with black stockings and a black garter belt. She sent me off to shower and when I got back she asked me if I would like her to suck my cock for me.  From there the evening just got hotter. 

Later as my cock exploded inside Cindy’s pussy I was thinking about how glad I was that I didn’t over react to what had happened. This evening sure would have turned out differently. As we lay in bed cuddling after sex I started thinking about going down on Cindy but I decided that the timing wasn’t right.

One evening about two months later I was working in my workshop and Cindy was upstairs reading when I heard the phone ring. When I picked up the extension I heard Cindy say “Hello.” then a man’s voice said “Hi, Cindy this is Bill.”

Cindy almost panicked. She said, “How did you get this number?”

Bill said “Roger got it from Carol.” 

“Well why are you calling me”

Bill said, “Well because we had such a good time together I thought you might like to get together again.”

Cindy said, “I told you then this was a one time deal. Now my husband is right downstairs so we need to end this call quickly.”

Bill said, “I’m sorry. I guess I just didn’t think. Anyway, I will be in Denver next Thursday. I plan to go to that same place for dinner and drinks. If you change your mind come on down. I’ll be looking for you. If you don’t show up I won’t bother you again.”

Cindy responded, “Well thanks for the thought but don’t bother looking for me because I won’t be coming.”

Later when I went upstairs I asked Cindy who called and she just said it was a wrong number.

I thought about that call a lot. At first I kept thinking about what I would have done if Cindy had agreed to see him but later I kept thinking about the story she told Carol about the night she had sex with Bill and I would remember the image of those wet white silk panties. These thoughts began to arouse me. I actually woke up in the middle of the night Saturday night and had to go jerk off. That night an idea was planted and I had to follow through with it.




White Silk



The next day I played up to Cindy and began rubbing and kissing her and slowly getting her aroused. When I knew she was sexually excited I ask her if she would like to have a sexual adventure that week. Of course she ask a lot of questions about what I had in mind
and it seemed that she was actually getting more excited about the idea because I wouldn’t tell her what I had in mind. She finally just said, “Yes, I want to do it. Whatever it is.”

I told Cindy that we were going out Thursday night. We would be going early for dinner
so she would have to make arrangements with the baby sitter to come over by 5:00PM
Then I told her that I would pick out the clothes I wanted her to wear.

On Thursday I came home from work early. By the time Cindy came in from work I had already drawn a bath for her and laid out the clothes I wanted her to wear. I had chosen the same white skirt, panties, garter belt and stockings she had worn at Tony’s before. I found a bra that seemed to match the panties and I had to guess with the blouse as I never saw anything above the table that night. 

The interesting thing to me was that Cindy never asked about my selection. She just look at the clothes I had on the bed then she stripped and climbed into the tub. 

When Cindy was ready to go she was a knock out. Looking at her I got nervous about what I had planned for the evening. I told Cindy that I had a soft tire on my car so we need to take her van. I could tell Cindy was excited because of the way she was talking. I could hear the nervous excitement in her voice. Cindy didn’t pay any attention to where we were going she just chatted about her day at work and other things going on in our neighborhood. 

When I pulled into the parking lot behind Tony’s I noticed Cindy give me a nervous look but she didn’t say a word. When we didn’t go into Tony’s through the door from the parking lot Cindy began to relax again. I took us into the restaurant through a side door that didn’t have a sign over the door. We went down a short hall and directly into the lower dinning room. I could tell that Cindy didn’t recognize the place. One of the waiters saw us and greeted me by name. I told him I would sit at my usual table and he said that someone would be right with us. 

I took Cindy over to the booth and had her sit where I normally sit but I didn’t mention the view from there (yet). I ordered a bottle of wine then we had a very good dinner.

It was after dinner while we were finishing our wine that I started to put my plan into action. First I pulled the drape open to see if anyone was at the table above us. No one was there. Then I told Cindy to keep watching through the drape. I went up to the main dinning room and over to the table above our booth. I sat down where I knew that Cindy would be looking at my legs. I slipped a napkin off of the table and held it between my legs for a minute. I gave Cindy a little finger wave then I got up and went back downstairs to join her. 

When I got back to the table Cindy asked, “What was that all about?”

I said, “Tell me what you saw.”

She said “I saw you sitting there with your legs spread wide and you had a napkin in your crotch. It looked kind of silly. So what was that all about ?”

I said, “That was just a demonstration so that you will fully understand what I am about to tell you.” Then without telling her how much time I actually spend in that booth I told her how I had discovered the view that this booth presents. Then I dropped the bomb. I said 
“The silk panties you are wearing, do you know where I saw them for the first time?”

Cindy looked truly puzzled. She said, “I don’t know. In my lingerie drawer? I really don’t know.”

I said “I saw them for the very first time right there and I pointed through the drape to the chair directly across from Cindy.” I could see some level of understanding was beginning to sink in. Then I asked her if she ever remembered being in this place before? She said she didn’t remember and asked what it was called. I said, “This is Tony’s Bar and Grill.” Now I saw a very sick look cross Cindy’s face. 

Then I told Cindy in detail what I had seen that night and how sexy it was to see those legs and those soaked panties. Then I told her about finding the panties in her lingerie bag when I got home and how upset I was but that all changed the next morning when I heard her tell Carol the whole story. Cindy looked like she was about to start crying. I leaned over and lifted her chin and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips. I told her I loved her and that after I had heard her tell Carol everything I had decided to just forget about the whole thing. I told her she was more important to me than what happened on one night during our marriage. 

Then I said “But then this guy Bill calls you out of the blue. I had picked up the extension in the workshop when he called. Maybe things would be better if I hadn’t listened to that call. You did nothing wrong but an idea was planted in my head and I have to act on it.”

Cindy asks, “Are you going to start trouble with Bill? Is that what this is about?” Cindy looked very worried.

I said, “There will be no trouble. This is about sex and love not about anger or jealousy.
I am going to ask you to do something. You can say no and it will be all right but I hope you will say yes.” Cindy looked at me expectantly. I continued, “I want you to go sit at the table up there and wait for Bill to find you. I would like you to invite him out to the van for a repeat of your last night together. When you are finished tell him to leave then I want you to come back to the table up there and sit facing me with your legs apart so I can watch as his semen soaks through your panties. As you sit there feeling his cum leaking out of your pussy I want you to think about me watching you from down here. When you think you are almost done dripping wiggle your legs or something to let me know. Then when I walk past you follow me out to the van. Do you under stand what I want?”

Cindy’s eyes were open wide and she just stared at me. When she finally spoke she said “Are you sure you want me to do that?”

I said,  “Yes. Would you do that for me?”

Cindy smiled and said “I would love to do that for you. Your asking me to do this has made me so horny I could never have said no.”

I said “Well okay then. Bill had told you on the phone he would be here around 8:00 and it 8:15 now. I guess you had better get up there.”

Cindy got up and kissed me as she left the booth. About 30 seconds later she was getting into the chair at the appointed table. The first thing Cindy did when she sat down was to spread her legs as wide as she could as a tease. Then she brought them back closer together but continued to give me a good view.

Bill didn’t keep us waiting long. He must have spotted Cindy as soon as she sat down.
The restaurant wasn’t real busy that night so when Cindy and Bill got up to dance I could see out to the dance floor. They danced a couple of times and had a drink Then I watched as Bill put his hand on Cindy’s thigh and started working his way up her leg. The way Bill was sitting didn’t give him a good angle to reach Cindy’s pussy so he gave up on that. For a minute he sat with his hands in his own lap then I realized he was pulling his cock out of his pants. Once he had it out he reached over and took Cindy’s hand and guided it to his cock. When she felt the bare skin her hand jerked back a little but she didn’t balk She wrapped her hand around his cock and slowly stroked him for a while. She had him rock hard then she removed her hand and he, with some difficulty, managed to get his cock back inside his pants. Once he had the zipper up the two of them got up from the table and I watched as they disappeared into the crowd. 

The next half hour was difficult for me. I was tempted to go out to the parking lot to see if I could see them but I decided that I might ruin everything. So I just sat and had another drink. 

Finally Cindy came back and sat down. Bill did not return to the table with her. Cindy spread her legs enough to give me a great view. It was almost a replay of the first time. When she sat down there was just a little wet spot but I could see it spreading. My cock was so hard it was beginning to hurt. Cindy’s panties were not as wet this time as they were the last time. Old Bill must have gotten a little somewhere else. After about ten minutes Cindy reached under her skirt and pushed a finger inside her pussy and wiggled it around. When she pulled it out she made a motion with it that indicated that she wanted me to come now.

I got up from my table. The check had already been settled all I had to do was leave a tip for the last drink. I walked up the stairs turned and walked past Cindy without looking and went straight to the van. Cindy was right behind me when I got there. I opened the door and told her to get in the back. I followed her in. When we were both in Cindy asked me if I wanted her to describe what had happened between her and Bill. I said, “Yes I very much want to hear all of the details but not now.” 

Then I looked Cindy in the eye and asked “Now what would you like me to do to you?”

Cindy knew what I meant. She pulled her skirt up to her hips and said “What I want more that anything is for you to eat me right now. If you do that I will owe you something special.”

I smiled and said, “It would be my pleasure to eat this beautiful pussy.” Cindy closed her eyes and I leaned into her. I pressed my lips against the cum soaked silk and began licking her pussy through the gusset of her panties. My head was swimming from the different smells. The musky smell of Cindy’s hot pussy, the strong smell of semen that smells like fresh mown grass and chlorine bleach, the perfumed scent of Cindy’s panties and the scent of apple from the hair conditioner Cindy used on her pussy hair. As strong as the smell of the semen was, the taste, at least when mixed with the natural juices from Cindy’s aroused pussy, was not very strong or for that matter, unpleasant.  As I pulled the gusset aside and pressed my tongue into Cindy’s swollen vulva Cindy started into her orgasm. I could tell that she was as excited by the thought of what I was doing as she was by the sensations I was giving her. I watched Cindy’s pussy convulse during her orgasm. With each muscle spasm more juices leaked out of her.

As I continued to eat her Cindy either had several more orgasms or one continuous orgasm. I had never seen Cindy, or anyone else for that matter, as sexually aroused as she was at that moment. When Cindy finally came down from her orgasm she told me I would have to stop or she would pass out. She said her orgasm was so intense that she didn’t know where she was for several minutes. 

After that Cindy was exhausted. I helped her into the front seat and we headed home. 
When we were about half way home Cindy said, “That was the most intense sexual experience I have ever had. How am I going to repay you for giving me such pleasure?”

I said, “How would you like to tell your friend Carol what happened tonight? In complete detail?”

Cindy said, “I’d like to tell her. It would be fun to hear her reaction.”

“Well I would rather see her reaction. I want you to invite Carol over to the house Saturday evening. Tell her I’m out of town or something. Take her up to our room and tell her the story. I will hide in the closet and observe. If she gets as hot listening to your story this time as she did the last time you can probable talk her into masturbating while you tell the story. I would hope that you would encourage her perhaps by playing with yourself as you tell the story.”

Cindy said, “I could do that. It would be my pleasure to do that for you.”




White Silk Ch. 2



It's been a year since I first peeked under the table at Tony’s and saw my wife’s cum soaked white silk panties. That event lead to a wild night of sex in which I performed oral sex on my wife after she’d had sex with another man.  As you may remember, if you read my original account of these events in ‘White Silk’, at the end of the story I asked Cindy if she would like to tell your friend Carol what happened that night. Cindy said that she would like to tell Carol the story in detail. Then I told her that I wanted her to invite Carol over to the house that Saturday evening. I said, “Tell her I’m out of town or something. Take her up to our room and tell her the story.”

My plan was to hide in the closet and observe. I told Cindy to see if she could get Carol to masturbate as she listened to Cindy’s story like she did the last time when Cindy told her on the phone how she fucked Bill.  I told Cindy that I hoped that you would encourage Carol to do this by perhaps by playing with yourself as she told her story.

Cindy agreed to do that and I could tell that she was excited by the idea.

True to her word Cindy did invite Carol over that Saturday evening. 

It was raining that evening and you could see lightning storms passing through the mountains to the west. I was watching nature’s light show from our bedroom window when I heard the doorbell. I waited only long enough to be sure it was Carol at the door then, as quietly as I could I got into the hiding place I had prepared in the bedroom closet. 

There is no way I would have been able to see out of the closet with the doors closed so I had to devise a scheme that would allow me to keep the closet door open so I could watch and not be seen. I was pretty proud of what I came up with. I removed one door from the closet and set it against the wall. I told Cindy that if Carol asked about the door to just tell her the hinge was broken and I hadn’t fix it yet.  I got a large cardboard wardrobe box, the kind movers pack clothes in, from the attic. The box stood about five feet tall. I cut the box with a dry wall knife and removed the back and one side. I placed the remaining two sides of the box in the closet so that the front of the box would be visible through the opening left by the missing door. The adjacent side of the box was against the wall inside the closet. I folded down the flaps on top of the box and taped them together so they wouldn’t move. Then I placed a stack of towels on top. From the bedroom it just looked like a box being stored in the closet.

When I heard Carol come into the house I got into the closet through the remaining door and closed it behind me and got down on the floor and crept behind the box.  In the front of the box there was a hand hole used to carry the box. By looking out through that hole I could watch what went on in the bedroom without being seen.  

My heart was pounding as I heard Cindy and Carol coming up the stairs. I heard Carol ask, “Come on. What’s this all about? When you called you said you had something interesting to tell me. Give girl.”

Cindy said, “Just be patient. Let’s get comfortable and have a drink and I’ll tell you all about it.”

“But why do we have to come up to your bedroom?” 

I thought, ‘Oops’! I hadn’t considered the possibility of Carol asking that question. But I should have. Of course she would be at least a little curious about Cindy bringing her up to our bedroom to tell talk to her. I worried about how Cindy would handle it.

Cindy said, “I think your going to want to get real comfortable while you listen to what I have to tell you.”

When they walked into the room Carol looked directly at me, or at least it looked like she did. Even though I was sure she couldn’t see me I ducked down quickly and sat as quietly as I could and listened. Carol didn’t give any indication that she had seen me, but I stayed low for a minute more just to be sure. 

When I dared to peek out again Cindy was pouring two glasses of wine from a bottle she had in an ice bucket. If Carol wondered why Cindy had a chilled bottle of wine in the bedroom she didn’t let on. 

Cindy handed a glass to Carol and said, “Make yourself comfortable.” 

In our bedroom we have a sitting area with a love seat and a winged back chair. The chair and love seat face each other. From my position in the closet I had a good view of both the chair and the love seat. 

Carol sat down on the love seat. Then she said, “You said I should get comfortable so I will.” Then she kicked off her shoes and lifted her feet onto the love seat and rested her head on the armrest. As Carol swung her legs onto the chair I got a quick, but very nice peek up her skirt. It was enough of a peek that I was able to see that she was wearing black panties. I felt my cock move inside my pants. I could feel the sexual tension building in the hope that I might see much more of Carol’s panties before the night was over. Cindy sat down in the chair facing Carol.

For the next few minutes Cindy and Carol sipped their wine and talked about what they had done during the day. Finally Carol said, “Okay already. Tell me what you brought me up her to tell me.”

Cindy started, “Remember when we lost that bet at the bridge party and the payoff was that I had to go out and get laid?”

“Of course I remember that. We went to that bar in Denver and you fucked that guy named Bill and told me all about it on the phone the next morning. Is that what this is about? Did you do him again?”

“That’s not exactly what this is about but that’s where the story begins. Guess who else was in the bar that night?”

“I have no idea. Who was there?”

“George.”

“You’re shittin me. Did he see you?”

Cindy said, “Well in a way he did.”

Carol asked, “What do you mean?”  

Cindy explained to Carol about how I was able to see under the table and how I had watched them from below.  She told Carol how I had seen the panties she was wearing and noticed that the crotch was soaked with semen when she came back to the table after Bill had done her in the van.

Carol said, “He was watching? If he saw all of that why didn’t he confront you right then and there?”

“At the time he didn’t know it was me. All George could see was the lower halves of our bodies. Specifically our legs, thighs and our panties under the table.”

“You mean he was looking up my skirt too?”

“Yes. Does that bother you?”

“Actually no. It probably should, but it kind of excites me a little.”

Cindy said, “I think everything excites you a little.”

“You’re probably right. Anyway, tell me the rest.”

Cindy said, “Well, when I got home I planned to take a shower but George got home before I finished undressing so I tossed my dirty panties in the laundry hamper and quickly got into bed and pretended to be asleep. Apparently when George went into the bathroom he happened to look in the hamper and saw my panties. He thought they looked like the ones he had seen under the table earlier so he picked them up. That’s when he noticed that my panties were wet from Bill’s semen.  George smelled it right away and knew what it was and what it meant.”

“Oh my God. What did he do?”

“Right then he did nothing. He didn’t mention it. The next morning when I was telling you all of the gory details of my adventures with Bill, George was listening in on the phone extension in his workshop. I thought he had already left for work or I never would have said anything on the phone.”

“So he heard you telling me how you fucked Bill in the car and then how you went to his hotel room and fucked him again?”

“Yes. He heard everything.”

“He must have gone ballistic.”

“I don’t know what he was feeling. He still didn’t say a word to me. I never had any idea he knew about what happened until Thursday night.  What happened was that Bill called me Monday night and asked me if I would like to meet him at the same bar on Thursday night. I told him there was no way I could do that shouldn’t have called me. He apologized for calling but then told me that if I changed my mind he would be there Thursday night. 

“Because of what George already knew about my activities he was listening in on his shop phone again, and heard my conversation with Bill.  But he still didn’t say anything to me about it.”

Carol said, “How did you find all of this out?  That George watched us at the bar and that he found your wet panties and that he had listened in on your phone conversations?”

Cindy said, “This is where the story gets really interesting. The next day, after Bill called, George asked me if I would like to go out for a sexual adventure Thursday night. I told him I would love to and asked him what he had in mind but he wouldn’t tell me anything. 

“On Thursday night Bill chose the clothes he wanted me to where and to my surprise he had laid out the same clothes I wore the night I had sex with Bill. I didn’t say anything but I felt very uneasy about it. I wondered if maybe he knew something, but then I thought, ‘How could he.’ I tried to convince myself that it was just a coincidence. There was no way he could have known. 

“George decided as we were leaving the house to take my van instead of his car. We drove into Denver and George pulled into the parking lot next to the bar you and I went to that night. For a minute I was sure he knew but them we didn’t go into the bar. George walked me around to the back of the building to a door that had a sign that read Tony’s.
We went in and George guided us directly to a booth along what I thought was the back wall. 

“We had a bottle of wine and a nice dinner. After dinner George pulled the drapes on the wall aside and showed me that we had a view under a table that was on a floor above us. George told me to keep looking under the table and he got up and left the room.
Less than a minute later I saw a man’s legs appear under the table. It looked like the guy had a napkin between his legs for a moment then the man got up and left the table. Suddenly George was next to me again. 

“George explained to me that he did that demonstration so I would understand what he was about to tell me. Then he asked me if I knew where he had seen the panties I was wearing for the first time. I guessed, ‘In my lingerie drawer?’ 

“Then he told me that he had seen them under the table above us. He told me he didn’t know at the time it was I wearing those panties. He told how he had become extremely aroused watching the activity under the table. My activity. Seeing my panties before, then again after I had sex. He said that seeing my panties soaked with semen had him so hard he couldn’t stand up for a long time. 

“Then he told me how he had found my panties in the hamper when he got home and that’s when he realized that it was my legs and my wet panties he had been watching and had made him so horny.”

Carol said, “Holy shit. You must have been scared out of your mind. What did he do to you?”

“He didn’t do anything. He said that he listened to me telling you what happened and realized it was a one time fling and decided to let it go rather that throw our marriage away. But then Bill calls me and George hears that conversation. I told Bill I didn’t want to see him and George was satisfied that I was not planning to cheat on him again.”

Carol asked, “So, what did he do? He must have done something after telling you that he knew everything.”  

Cindy said, “When I get so hot just thinking about this, so if you don’t mind, I am going to slip my hand in my pants while I’m telling you the rest of this.”

Carol and I both watched, her from the lounge chair and me from the closet, as Cindy opened the front of her pants and slipped her hand inside her panties. That really got me excited. My cock was rock hard, but I couldn’t tell what Carol was thinking. She just stared at Cindy with a funny smile on her face. 

Cindy was working her fingers inside her panties as she began talking again. She said, “Carol, feel free to take care of yourself if you feel the need.”

Carol was now watching the movement of Cindy’s hand and looked almost as if she was in a trance. 

Cindy began talking again. “After George had told me everything I was devastated. I thought that he was going to tell me he wanted a divorce and I began trying to tell him how sorry I was. George stopped me then told me something that shocked me. He said that he knew that Bill had said he would be there Thursday night. George said that he wanted me to go upstairs and find Bill and get him to sit with me at that table so that George could watch us from below.  I was afraid that George was going to start trouble with Bill, but he assured me that he didn’t even want to meet Bill. Here’s the shocker. George wanted me to put on a show for him under the table. He wanted to look up my dress as Bill and I sat at the table. Then he said that after a while I should take Bill out   to the van and have sex with him like I did before.

“It took George several minutes to convince me that this was really something he wanted me to do. And that he just wanted to watch. At first I was a little upset and nervous about the whole thing but I decided that it that was what George wanted, I would do it.

“So, I went upstairs and sat at the table. Not more than five minutes could have passed when Bill showed up. We danced a couple of times then sat down. For a few minutes he hand his hands all over me. Then Bill pulled his cock out of his pants and pulled my hand over to it.  In spite of my uneasiness about the situation I began to get aroused. The thought of George watching me play with Bill’s cock had me so hot that all I was ready for anything.”

Carol said, “You were jerking Bill off while George watched under the table?” Carol’s voice sounded funny, like she was having some trouble breathing. 

Cindy said, “Is this story getting you as hot as it is me?”

“It’s pretty hot.”

“Then don’t make me be the only one fingering herself.”

Carol laughed and said, “Yeah. Don’t mind if I do.” Then she slid her skirt up over her thighs, exposing her sexy black panties. Then she lifted her legs into the air and in one quick move she removed her panties, revealing a completely bald pussy.  When she slipped her finger between her lips I almost climaxed in my pants. I saw that Cindy noticed Carol’s shaved mound, but she didn’t say anything. 

Carol said, “I’m ready.”

Cindy said, “I played with Bill’s cock for a little while then suggested that we go out to the car. Bill was in such a hurry to go to the car that he almost got his cock caught in his zipper. 

“ As soon as we were in the back of the van Bill had his pants off and let me know that he wanted me to suck his cock for him. I wasn’t sure if George had followed us out of the bar and was watching us or not. I was kind of hoping that he was as I took Bill’s cock in my mouth. I made a big show of sucking him just in case George was watching. After about ten minutes of receiving my best blowjob, Bill pushed me down and lifted my skirt. He pulled my panties and began eating my pussy. Thinking about George wanting me to do this and feeling the pleasure that Bill was giving me I couldn’t hold back. I had a tremendous orgasm. When it passed I lay back and Bill got on top of me and pushed his cock inside me. As he was pumping me I was surprised how quickly I felt myself building toward orgasm again. No sooner did my second orgasm hit than Bill exploded inside me. I could feel the heat as he spurted his semen in my pussy. 

“When Bill pulled out I quickly put my panties back on and straightened my clothes. On the way back into the bar I could feel Bill’s semen running out of my pussy and into my panties. I was hoping that by the time I got to back to the table that my panties would be soaked through. As we entered the building I told Bill that this was the last time we would get together. Bill brought me back to the table and then left. As I sat at the table I spread my legs to make sure that George would be able to see my soaked panties.
I move my legs back and forth to tease him a little. After about ten minutes of this George came up the stairs and walked past me without looking at me. I got up and followed him out to the van.”

I could see that Cindy’s story was getting to Carol. She was fingering herself intently with a glazed look on her face. When Cindy stopped talking for a moment and took a sip of her wine, Carol looked at her and said, “Don’t stop now.” 

Cindy finished her wine then said, “When we got to the van George told me to get in back then he got in with me. Guess what he did then?”

Carol looked up quickly, apparently surprised by the question and said, “I don’t know, what did he do?”

Cindy said, “George put his head between my legs and pressed his face into the crotch of my panties.”

“Holy shit. Weren’t they wet from Bill cum?”

“They were soaked.”

“And George stuck his face in there?”

“He not only did that, but then he pulled my panties aside and ate my pussy. He stuck his tongue inside me and sucked all of Bill’s juiced out of my hole. It was the most erotic thing that ever happened to me. It seemed that I had one continuous orgasm the whole time George was eating me and it got so intense that for a minute I didn’t know where I was and I began to feel like I was going top pass out.”

Carol said, “Wow. I have never had an orgasm that intense.”

“I never had one that intense before either. Was that a hot story or what? Did it turn you on?”

“Are you kidding? Of course it turned me on. Can’t you tell by how deep I have my fingers buried in my cunny?”

Cindy looked at Carol and said, “When did you shave your pussy?”  

“Oh, I’ve been shaving it for the last two years. My husband says he likes the fell of my bald cunny on his face. Truth be told, I like the feel of his face on my bare cunny.”
Both girls laughed at Cindy’s remark. 


Cindy still had her hand in her pants as she continued to watch Carol finger herself. After a few minutes Carol looked over at Cindy and said, “This isn’t fair. You get to see my cunny but I don’t get to see yours. How bout taking your pants off to make things equal?”

This was something I hadn’t expected but I felt electricity in the air as Cindy striped off her pants and then removed her panties. When she did this Carol sat upright on the love seat so that she and Cindy were facing each other. 

Now I should tell you that Cindy does not trims her pubic hair. She has a beautiful triangle of very soft very fine dark hair. When Carol saw Cindy’s downy like bush she said, “Your hair looks so soft. If my hair were as soft as yours my husband would love it. Mine is very curly and stiff and that’s why he likes me to shave it off. I’m sure Jim would love to rub his face in that.”

Cindy said, “George doesn’t like me to trim mine because he likes the way if feels.”

 It was interesting that both of them kept fingering themselves as they talked, especially 
Considering the topic of conversation.

Suddenly Carol suggested that Cindy come sit next to her on the love seat. To my surprise and delight Cindy agreed.

As Cindy got up from her chair to move over to the love seat Carol never took her eyes off Cindy’s bush. When Cindy sat down Carol asked, “Would you mind if I felt your hair?”

Cindy said, “I guess not.” 

Then Carol reached over with her right hand and gently ran her fingers through Cindy’s soft hair. “Wow, this really is soft. I love the way it feels.”  As she did this Cindy closed her eyes.

I couldn’t believe how all this was working out. This was way beyond what I had imagined and was getting better all the time. 

Carol ran her fingers up and down through Cindy’s hair a few times then she let her fingers slid lower so that they lightly touched Cindy’s labia before moving back up through her hair. I look at Cindy to see what her reaction would be but she didn’t move. She just sat there with her eyes closed.  Carol continued running her fingers up and down 




White Silk Ch. 2



Through Cindy’s hair each time going lower between Cindy’s legs. It looked like Carol was beginning to press harder on Cindy’s pussy and in response Cindy spread her legs farther apart. It wasn’t long before Carol was slipping a finger between Cindy’s labia and into her pussy. 

As Carol did this Cindy leaned her head back against the love seat and began to gyrate her hips pressing herself against Carols hand. This continued for another five minute until Cindy’s body began to spasm as she was overtaken by her orgasm.  Carol continued to stroke and probe Cindy’s pussy until her orgasm was completely passed. 

When Carol removed her hand from Cindy’s pussy, Cindy opened her eyes and looked down at herself but didn’t say a word. Then Carol said, “Cindy, would you like to see what my bald cunny feels like?”

Cindy nodded yes but didn’t move. Carol took Cindy’s hand and placed it on her hairless pussy. At first Cindy didn’t do anything but slowly she began to move her fingers and soon had one inside Carol. Carol said, “Oh, that feels good. Yes, fuck my little cunny with your finger.”

Soon Cindy was really into it and was giving Carol’s pussy as good as she had gotten from Carol.  Carol’s orgasm was long and loud.

Afterward the two of them sat quietly for a few minutes then Carol asked, “Have you ever had another woman go down on your pussy?”

Cindy replied in almost a whisper, “No.”

“Would you like to try it? I would love to feel the soft hair of your on my face.”

Cindy whispered, “I don’t know.”

“Let’s get on the bed and try it. If you don’t like it I’ll stop. Okay?”

Cindy didn’t answer. Carol stood up and removed her blouse and bra then pulled Cindy to her feet and helped her remove her blouse and bra. Carol then led Cindy to the bed. Cindy lay flat on her back and Carol got on the bed between Cindy’s legs. Carol leaned forward and pressed her nose and mouth into Cindy’s bush and began kissing and licking her way down between Cindy’s legs. Carol spent a few minutes lightly caressing Cindy’s 
pussy and gently nibbling on her labia. During this time Cindy lay very still. Then Carol ran her tongue all over Cindy’s pussy then stopped and said, “Cindy, I am going to stick my tongue into your cunt now. I am going to fuck your cunt with my tongue. Is that what you want me to do? Do you want me to fuck your cunt with my tongue?”

Cindy didn’t respond with words. She moved her legs so that her knees were bent and her feet were close to her ass, and then she spread her knees a part giving Carol complete access to her pussy. Carol stuck her tongue into Cindy and did exactly what she said she was going to do.  She fucked Cindy with her tongue and brought Cindy to a crashing orgasm.

When Cindy had recovered Carol asked, “Would you like to taste my cunny?”

Again Cindy didn’t speak. She just moved so that Carol could lie down. Then she positioned herself between Carol’s legs. She was a little hesitant at first but she was soon licking and sucking on Carol’s pussy. Carol shouted out encouragement. “Oh yes, stick that tongue in my cunt. Suck on my clit. Do I taste good? Oh Cindy, you really know how to suck a cunt.” Then Carol’s whole body shutter as she climaxed. 

Cindy continued to suck on Carol’s pussy even after her orgasm had passed. Finally Carol pulled Cindy up and kissed her on the mouth. Then she laughed and said, “Imagine that, your mouth tastes like my cunny.”

For the next several minutes both girls were quite. That was all right with me because I already had my shorts full of cum and wasn’t ready for any more excitement for a while.

Carol was the first to speak. “Are you okay with what happened?”

Cindy said, “I guess so. But, why did you do that?”

“I never mentioned this before, I guess because I never thought I would have an opportunity like this, I am bisexual. I like both men and woman. Actually I prefer men but a woman and can be a lot of fun too. Did you like it?” 

“It felt good but I am not sure how I feel about it yet.”

During the next few minutes both Carol got off the bed and got dressed girls while Cindy quietly watched her.

When she was completely dress Carol went over to the bed and gave Cindy a kiss on the lips and said, “Listen if you ever want a repeat of tonight, just let me know. Otherwise we don’t ever have to mention this again. Don’t get up, I’ll show myself out. Goodnight Cindy.” 

Cindy mumbled good night but made no move to get off the bed.



White Silk Ch. 3



When I heard the front door close I came out of the closet. I quickly striped off my clothes and got on the bed. Cindy immediately wrapped her arms around me and said, “Make love to me.” 

I very slowly and tenderly made love to Cindy. During the whole time I was making love to her she didn’t say a word. The only sound she made was a whimpering sound as she had an orgasm. Then she went to sleep. 

As I lay in bed waiting to fall asleep I though about all that had happened in the last few days. I had not only let Cindy have sex with another man, but I had told her to do it, and had loved eating her pussy afterward. Then I had watched as she had sex with another woman and found that to be thrilling beyond my expectations. I was excited about what this meant for our relationship. I began to think about all of the possibilities our new sex life would open up for us. Then I finally drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up in the morning I somehow already knew that things weren’t going to work out as I had hoped. Cindy wasn’t in bed so I got up and went down stairs and found Cindy sitting by herself in the living room with a cup of coffee. She didn’t speak to me as I entered the room and I could sense from her body language that she didn’t want to talk.
I backed out of the room and left her alone. 

Cindy was quiet all morning. She didn’t speak to me until noon and then she only asked what I wanted for lunch. By dinner she seemed more relaxed but it was obvious that she didn’t want to talk about what was bothering her.

Over the next few days things got nearly back to normal but Cindy didn’t want to talk about what was bothering her. I thought about it a lot and came to the conclusion that the sex with Carol must have upset her. I guessed that she must have made it with Carol because she knew I would enjoy watching but afterward she regretted it and decided to just not discuss it all. 

Over the next few months things seemed to be back to the way they were before all this started. Sex was good but not frequent and we were getting along fine but I still could sense that there was something bothering Cindy that wouldn’t go away and I didn’t know how to get her to talk about it.

Finally after four months I decided I had to do something. One evening after dinner I took Cindy into the living room and sat her down and said, “It’s time we talked. I sense that something is wrong but I don’t know what it is. I know something is eating at you but you won’t talk to me. I think in time this will drive us apart unless we get things into the open and discuss them. So what is it that you haven’t wanted to talk to me about?”

Cindy was quiet for a minute then said, “You’re right. I guess it is about time we talked. I hoped that the problem would take care of itself, but it hasn’t.”

I started to say, “I think I know what’s bothering you…” but Cindy cut me off.

“No. Don’t say anything. Your guessing at what I am feeling will just make this harder.”

I said, “Okay. You talk I’ll listen.”

Cindy said, “It started the night Carol was here. After she left and after you made love to me. I pretended to go to sleep but instead I lay awake thinking about everything that had happened.”

I almost said something but decided to keep my mouth shut.

Cindy continued, “It all started with the affair I had with Bill. I was feeling very guilty about it and was determined to never do anything like that again. Then out of the blue you take me back to the place for dinner.  I was so confused that night. When you explained that you new about my affair I was sure that you were going to leave me or worse, but instead you wanted me to have sex with Bill again. You wanted to spy on me under that table. Then you took me out the car and you went down on my pussy that was full of another man’s cum. 

“On the way home I was floating. I felt that I was forgiven for my affair and that you still loved me and I was very happy. Then you suggested that I invite Carol over and tell her the story so that you could watch hoping that she would masturbate while you watched.  I really didn’t want to do that but I pretended that it was a great idea.  First of all I wasn’t sure I wanted to tell her that you had spied on us under the table. I also was uncomfortable telling her what you did after Bill had sex with me. But it was something you obviously wanted and I was afraid that you might get mad if I didn’t agree to do it.”

I said, “I never would have made you do that if I knew you didn’t want to.”

Cindy said, “That isn’t the point. The fact is that I did do it. I really didn’t think that Carol would masturbate in front of my like that. I figured that when I put my hand in my pants, she would freak out and leave. But then things got strange. Carol didn’t leave. Instead she seduced me. She got me top do something I would never have believed I would do. Make love to another woman. All of this disturbed me very much.”

Cindy was quiet for a moment so I decided that it was my turn to talk. I said, “I’m sorry that I put you through all of this. I had no idea that these things would upset you so much. I guess that when I learned that you had no intention of repeating your affair that I should have let it go. Getting you to repeat the act with Bill so that I could watch was stupid. And asking you to set it up so I could spy on you and Carol is unforgivable. All I can do is say that I am sorry.”

“George, you still do understand. That first time I had sex with Bill was very exciting for me. I enjoyed the sex. I enjoyed getting pick up by a stranger in a bar and letting him fuck me. The guilt came afterward when I thought about the fact that I had cheated on you, but that was also part of the excitement. I decided never to do anything like that again, not because I didn’t like what I had done, but because I didn’t want to chance hurting or losing you.

“Then when you told me you wanted me to have sex with Bill again so you could relive the experience of seeing my cum soaked panties under the table I was very aroused by the whole thing. When Bill was fucking me in the van, all I could think of was how great it was to have a husband that would let me get fucked like that. I was actually hoping that you were watching me. Then with my pussy full of cum you went down on me and gave me the biggest orgasm I have ever had. Having you eat my pussy after I had sex with Bill was the most erotic thing that has ever happened to me. 

“I was thinking about all this as I waited for Carol to come over that night. So I was pretty horny when Carol arrived. If I wasn’t already horny I would not have been able to put my hand in my pants and start playing with myself in front to Carol. By the time I suggest that Carol masturbate I wanted to see her do it. Then when she removed her panties and I saw her hairless pussy I almost choked. The only thing I could think about was how much I wanted to touch her bald pussy, but I knew I could never suggest that to her.  As I continued telling her my story I couldn’t take my eyes off her pussy. 

“When Carol suggested I show her my pussy I got really excited. I had to control myself so that I wouldn’t tare my clothes off.  I still didn’t know how I would manage to get the chance to touch her down there. Then Carol suggested that I sit next to her. As I moved to sit next to her I could feel my legs trembling. I didn’t understand how I could feel that way about seeing another woman’s vagina, so I didn’t try. I just wanted to enjoy things as they happened. My prayers were answered when Carol asked if she could touch me. I knew then that she would let me touch her. What I wasn’t prepared for was for her to give me an orgasm with her fingers.  After that I was in sort of a daze so I couldn’t respond when she asked if I wanted to touch her. So she took my hand and placed it on her hairless pussy and I nearly fainted. When I felt it I was reminded of when I was about eleven years old and had just started touching my own hairless pussy. I loved the way she felt and I wanted to give her an orgasm in return for the one she gave me.”

I didn’t know what to think or say. I felt nervous about where this conversation was going but I also had a big erection. So I kept my mouth shut and waited for Cindy to continue.

Cindy took a deep breath and began again, “After Carol climaxed I thought it was over, but then Carol asked me if I would like to have her go down on me. That hadn’t occurred to me until that very moment, but as soon as she asked me I not only knew I wanted her to eat my pussy but I also knew that I wanted to taste hers as well. As Carol began kissing me down there I tried to lay still and enjoy the sensations. I had already decided that whatever she did to me I would do to her. Then Carol said she was going to fuck my cunt with her tongue. That drove me over the top. I think I started to have my orgasm before she even had a chance to stick her tongue in me. I think I was delirious the whole time she was eating me. 

“When Carol finished me off and asked me to do her I may have looked like I was moving slowly, but I was moving as fast as I could because I couldn’t wait to stick my tongue in her and make her cum.

“When it was over and Carol was getting ready to leave she told me that if I ever wanted to do it again all I had to do was ask. Well I wanted to do it again right then but I didn’t say anything. Then after it was all over and I was lying there thinking about everything I got upset. I was upset with myself for having ever cheating on you.  It really bothered me that I enjoyed it when I cheated and that I enjoyed it even more when you told me to do it. It bothered me that I liked the idea of you eating another man’s cum from my pussy and it really bothered me that I had enjoyed having sex with another woman. It also bothered me that you didn’t seem to care that I had cheated on you. And it bothered me that you wanted me to have sex with another man and that you not only want to spy on us under the table but you also want to have oral sex with me afterward. And finally it bothered me that you enjoyed watching me have sex with Carol. In the end I decided that I am a slut, a filthy cheating slut and maybe bisexual too. And you are a pervert, a voyeur, who wants his wife to have sex with other people while he watches. I wasn’t very happy with my assessment and I don’t know what to do about it.”

I moved over next to Cindy on the sofa and said, “So what if you are a slut, I still love you and so you had sex with a woman, the important thing was that you enjoyed the experience. That’s’ true for me too. I didn’t like you cheating on me, but I know now that I wouldn’t mind if you got fucked by a strange cock once in a while as long as I know about it. Why should we make ourselves miserable because we aren’t happy about the things we like?  I enjoy getting a peek up a woman’s skirt, what’s wrong with that? After all that’s’ how we met isn’t it?  Think about what you told me. You enjoyed everything that happened but now you are beating yourself up because you think it is wrong to enjoy that kind of sexual activity. I say stop analyzing what we did and just accept it for what it is, sexual gratification. Think about it. You can go around being miserable or you can decide to enjoy yourself. 

Cindy look at me for a minute then look down at her hands and said, “I’ll have to think about that for a while.”



White Silk Ch. 4



For the next couple of days I could tell that Cindy was wrestling with her conscience over this matter. We didn’t talk much during that time. Things began to change that Thursday night when we went to bed. I was lying on my side and Cindy snuggled up against my back. I turned to kiss her goodnight but instead of getting the light brush of her lips against mine, Cindy slipped her tongue in my mouth and we were soon making love. There was more passion in out love making that night than there had been in months. That night was the first time that Cindy gave me oral sex since the night she had sex with Carol. It was also the first time she let me taste her honey in that same time period.

After we had both climaxed Cindy whispered the only words she said during our whole love making session. “I love you.” Then she rolled over and went to sleep.

Friday morning as I was getting ready for work I could sense that Cindy was in better spirits than she had been in quit some time. She didn’t mention anything about our love making from the previous night but I was sure that had something to do with her improved mood. As I headed out the door for work Cindy gave me a big kiss and said, “I love you.”

I said, “I love you too.”

I got home about seven o’clock that evening and Cindy had dinner waiting for me. After dinner Cindy disappeared upstairs and about a half hour later called for me to come up.
When I walked into the bedroom Cindy was lying on the bed wearing only the white bra and panties that she had only worn twice before. I could sense that something important was about to happen.

Cindy told me to get undressed and join her on the bed. I striped to my jockey shorts and started to climb onto the bed. Cindy stopped me by saying, “Lose the shorts too, we need to talk.” 

That statement puzzled me, but I did as I was told and got on the bed next to her.

Cindy said, “I want to talk about what you said the other night, about not feeling miserable because I enjoyed the things I had done. We you just saying that to make me feel better at the time or did you really mean it?”  

I said, “Of course I meant it. We both enjoyed what happened but then you felt guilty about it. You shouldn’t.”

“I don’t think I do anymore. I thought a lot about what you said and realized that you were right. I was upset with myself for enjoying things I didn’t think I should enjoy.
Yesterday I decided that I was going to stop feeling bad and just accept the fact that I had enjoyed the sex and that was all right. That’s why I was able to relax and enjoy making love to you for the first time in the last few months.”

I said, “I am glad that you were able to resolve things for yourself. Now what does this mean for our future? Are we going to continue the way we have been going lately or expand our sexual horizons a little?”

Cindy said, “Last night when I we went to bed I had decided that I would just take things as they come. Not to press anything, just wait and see what happens. But them something happened to change my mind about that.”

“You mean the hot sex we had got you excited about maybe experimenting a little?”

“Not exactly, but that might have had something to do with it. Last night I had a dream about having sex with Carol. When I woke up I couldn’t remember the details of the dream but it left me not only feeling comfortable about having had sex with her, but also left me with the feeling that I want to do it again.”

“Really? You just want to get your hands on her bald pussy again.”

“That’s not exactly it. I have been thinking about this all day. I want to make love to her. I want to kiss her on the lips and put my tongue in her month, I want to suck on her breasts and have her suck on mine. I want to taste her pussy again. Is it wrong to feel this way? And how do you feel about this? Does it upset you that I have such a strong urge to have sex with a woman?”

I said, “Do you want to have sex with her more that you do with me?”

“No. I’m not a lesbian. I am not in love with Carol. It’s just that she opened me up to the experience of making love to another woman, but it was just a sample I think. I need to experience it completely. Would you mind if I did that?”

“How could I object to you exploring your sexuality with Carol when the idea of you having sex with her so obviously arouses me?” As I said this I pointed at my erection.
“When did you hope to do this?”

“Tomorrow. I called Carol from work and asked her if she would go shopping with me tomorrow. At some point during the day I will invite her to come over to the house tomorrow night.”

“She’s married isn’t she? She may not be able to come over tomorrow night.”

“I know, but I hope she will. If she does come over you are welcome to watch as long as Carol doesn’t know you are here.”

“I would love to watch. I can fix the closet the same way I had it last time. Now I am as excited as you are.”

Cindy smiled at me then bent over and took my stiff cock into her mouth. We made love slowly. As I was taking long strokes in and out of Cindy’s dripping pussy and was beginning to feel the build up to my climax Cindy whispered in my ear, “Did you mean it when you said you wouldn’t mind if I got fucked by a strange cock once in a while?”

I was so close to orgasm that I could hardly talk but I managed to say, “Yes, I meant it.”

Cindy stuck her tongue in my ear then said, “Do you want me to do that?”

“Yes. I want you to fuck other men sometimes.”

“If I do will you eat my messy pussy afterward?”

“Yes, I’ll eat your messy pussy.”

That was all I could take. I blasted my load into Cindy, which seemed to trigger her orgasm. Afterward we were both exhausted and quickly fell asleep. 

Carol came by and picked Cindy up to go shopping around one o’clock Saturday afternoon. The whole time she was gone I wondered if Cindy was arranging for Carol to come over that night. 

At four o’clock I heard Carol’s car pull into the driveway so I ran upstairs so that Carol wouldn’t know I was home. I stayed near the top of the stairs so that I could hopefully 
Hear their conversation when they came into the house. Actually I was not only able to hear them I was also able to see them by peeking over the stair rail. They were in the living room and Cindy was put her shopping bags on the sofa and Carol was talking about some outfit she liked in one of the stores but she decided to wait and see if it would go on sale in a couple of weeks. 

As Cindy turned to face Carol, Carol said, “I am real glad you called me to go shopping with you. I haven’t seen you in so long that I was worried that I scared you away.”

Cindy said, “You didn’t scare me, I scared myself.”

“Well it was great seeing you again. Let’s get together again soon.”

“Well actually I was wondering if you could come over tonight, that is if you’re not doing anything.”

“Jim said something about going to a movie tonight. Why, what did you have in mind?”

“George is out of town and I’ll be alone tonight.”

“To hell with the movies, what time do you want me here?”

“About eight.”

Suddenly Carol took Cindy’s head in her hands and kissed her full on the lips and said, “I just make to make sure that we are both thinking of the same way about tonight. Are we?”

Cindy said, “Yes.”

Carol turned to leave and said, I’ll see you at eight.”

At eight o’clock I was waiting to get in my box in the closet again. Cindy already had a chilled a bottle of wine waiting by the bed and she was downstairs waiting for Carol to arrive. 

As soon as I heard the doorbell I got into position and waited. Cindy brought Carol straight upstairs and into the bedroom. Carol sat on the love seat as Cindy poured a glass of wine for them both.  Cindy joined Carol on the love seat and handed her a glass and said, “I’d like to make a toast to a wonderful evening.” Then she tapped her glass against Carol’s and they both drank.

They drank their wine a talked a little about their shopping trip that afternoon then Cindy 
Leaned over and kissed Carol lightly on the lips. Cindy then kissed her again with a little more force and continued kissing her as she increased her passion. Soon they were giving each other deep tongue kisses. It surprised me that I was getting so aroused just watching them kiss. 

The kissing went on for a long time, as it didn’t appear that either woman was in a hurry. In time Carol asked Cindy to stand in front of her. When she did, Carol said, “I want you to take your panties off and give them to me.”

Cindy reached up under her dress and slowly pulled down the black satin panties she was wearing and removed them. She handed them to Carol. Carol looked at the panties and felt the gusset then said, “I see you are already wet.” Then Carol held the panties up to her face and inhaled.  While holding Cindy’s panties against her cheek, Carol said, “Now I want to see that beautiful soft triangle of hair you have. Please lift your dress up slowly and let me see that hair.

Cindy did as requested. She lifted her dress slowly exposing her thigh high stockings, then the bare flesh of her upper thighs, her vulva and finally the triangle of downy soft black hair.

Carol was staring intently at the fluffy triangle. After several seconds she said, “Jim would be extremely jealous of me right now.”

Cindy asked, “He would be jealous if he knew you were with me?”

“No. I mean that I am the one that is going to enjoy you tonight not him. He would love to get in that beautiful pussy of yours.”

“How do you know that?”

“Because he told me.”

“When did he say that?”

“A couple of months ago when I was telling him about your soft pubic hair.”

“You told him about that? Does he know what we are doing?”

“He doesn’t know what we are doing. Jim knows I screw around some but he doesn’t know that I sometimes like to play with other women. He doesn’t need to know everything.”

“Then how did my pubic hair happen to come up in a conversation with your husband.”

“He was looking in a men’s magazine and he showed me a nude picture of a girl and then commented on how soft her pubic hair looked.  I told him I knew someone that had softer hair that that. He wanted to know who so I told him.”

“Didn’t he wonder how you knew?”

“Of course. I told him we showered together at the health club a couple of times. Then he told me that he always thought you were hot. He said he has wanted to fuck you ever since he got a peek under you dress at a party.”

Cindy said, “What party? When?”

“It was about a year ago. Remember the party at the community center? Jim said that he was sitting in a lawn chair below the wooden deck that runs around the clubhouse. You were on the deck talking to some people and you leaned against the railing just above Jim.  Jim said that for ten minutes he had a perfect view up your skirt. He said you were wearing thong panties and you were making his mouth water.”

Cindy let her dress drop back into place and she sat down on the chair facing Carol. Cindy said, “He told you that. He actually told you that I made his mouth water and he told you that he wanted to fuck me?”

“Yes. That’s what he told me.”

“He talks to you that way?”

“Well I talk the same way to him. If I see some hot guy I’ll point him out to Jim and tell him I’d like to fuck that guy.  Jim and I don’t have a lot of rules about who we can fuck and who we can’t.”

Cindy’s next question surprised me. She said, “So, would you have a rule against Jim fucking me?”

“No. Would you like him to fuck you?”

“I don’t know. Maybe.”

“If you would, I can set it up.”

“I don’t want you to tell him I want him to fuck me.”

“I’d be more subtle than that. If you are interested, just tell me the next time George is going to be out of town and we can arrange for you and Jim to accidentally meet someplace. That would be funny wouldn’t it, Jim and I fucking the girl?”

Cindy said, “I’ll let you know. Now how about you giving me your panties.”

Carol striped off her panties and handed them to Cindy. Cindy felt them and said, “You are pretty wet too. Why don’t we get undressed and get in bed.”

As I watched the two of them take their dress off I thought about the conversation that just had. Carol’s husband wants to fuck my wife and she may want him to do it. Then I considered how I felt about that possibility and decided that I liked it. 

Once on the bed Cindy took control. She took the upper position and began kissing Carol on the mouth and face and down the neck. With both hands she fondled Carol’s breasts and she kissed and licked her way down to the nipples. Cindy spent a lot of time licking and sucking Carol’s nipples and it was obvious from the sounds Carol was making that she was enjoying the attention. 

After several minutes of this Cindy stopped and asked Carol to suck on her nipples, which Carol gladly did. Then Carol moved down and buried her face in Cindy’s triangle. When Carol finally worked her way down to Cindy’s pussy and began licking and sucking there, Cindy responded by humping her pussy against Carol’s mouth. Between attacks on Cindy’s pussy Carol began her dirty talk again. “How does it feel to have your cunt sucked by a woman? Does my tongue feel like a little cock when I fuck you with it?”

Then Cindy stared talking dirty too. “I love having a woman suck my cunt. Especially the way you do it. Is Jim as good a cunt sucked as you? Would he really enjoy sucking my cunt? Would he like the way I taste?”

Carol responded, “So you are thinking about fucking my husband. Would you like me to set it up so he will fuck you?”

Cindy said, “Yes. I definitely want Jim to fuck me. I wan his cock inside my cunt. I want him to shoot his load in me.”

Carol said, “I’ll let you fuck my husband on two conditions. First, you have to suck on my cunt and give me a big fucking orgasm and second you have to let me fuck your husband.”

That was a nice surprise. Carol wanted to have sex with me.

Cindy said, “I am going to suck your cunt and make you have an orgasm and you can fuck George anytime you want… Oh God that feels good. I’m cumin. Ooooh.”

As soon as Cindy’s orgasm was over Carol moved up the bed and straddled Cindy’s head and lowered her pussy to Cindy’s waiting mouth. Cindy worked on Carol’s pussy while Carol made moaning noises in her throat and occasionally talked dirty, “That’s right suck my clit. Make me cum baby. Your tongue feels so good in my cunt…”

After Cindy made Carol climax they lay next to each other and kissed and cuddled for a while then started up the passion again. This time they curled into the sixty-nine position and sucked on each other pussy both of them attaining orgasm at almost the same time.

Afterward Cindy stood naked and watched as Carol dressed. Carol, instead of putting on her panties, put Cindy’s on instead. “I want these to help me remember tonight. When she was completely dressed Carol dropped to her knees in front of Cindy and pressed her face into Cindy’s pubic hair then slid down a little lower and place a kiss on Cindy’s pussy lips.

Cindy, still in the nude walked Carol downstairs and to the door. I heard Carol say, “Let me know when you want to set you up with Jim. I’ll make it happen for you.”

“I think I can set you up with George when ever you want. We will have to get together and do this again real soon.”

Carol said, “Absolutely. And I have a couple of other girl friends that would love to met you.”

Cindy said, “I’d like that.”

It seemed like no sooner than I hear the front door close than Cindy was back in the bedroom. She asked me if I enjoyed the show, and I told her it was great. 

I took Cindy to the bed and entered her almost immediately as my need for release was to great to spend any time on fore play, and besides, Cindy had already had more than enough foreplay. 

As I was humping my painfully hard cock into Cindy she asked, “Did it bother you to hear me planning to have sex with Carol’s husband?”

“No. I got really hot listening to the two of you talking about it. How do you really feel about me fucking Carol?”

“I would love you to do it.” 




White Silk Ch. 5



A couple of weeks had gone by before the subject of Cindy having sex with Jim came up again. One night after we had just gone to bed and were cuddling when Cindy said, "You know that ever since Carol told me that Jim said he would like to fuck me I have been hot to have him do me. Is that terrible?" 

"If it is something you want to do I think you should do it."

Cindy said, "You really wouldn't mind if I suck his cock and then let him fuck me?"

"Not as long as I know when and where and maybe even get to watch."

"I'd love to have you watch him fuck me."

Since her night with Carol whenever we talked about sex Cindy would talk dirty. I mean she talks really dirty. I would never have believed it but when she talks that way it makes me so hot I have trouble controlling myself so that I don't climax in my pants. It amazed me how quickly I could become aroused by her dirty talking. 

I said, "Well then let's do it. Why don't you tell Carol that I'll be out of town Tuesday and Wednesday next week and see what happens." 

"If you're sure it is all right I'll call her tomorrow. Now why don't you fuck me?"

Monday night when I got home from work Cindy sat me down on the sofa and sat in my lap and said, "It's tomorrow night. The other day I told Cindy that you were going out of town and that I wanted her to set things up for me to get together with Jim. Carol called me up today and said that she had let it slip to Jim that you were going to be out of town Tuesday night and that I was going out with some friends. She said that Jim took the bait. He asked her were I was going and she told him that I was going into Denver to a place called Tony's. The plan is that I'll be there by myself when Jim gets there and if he asks who I'm with I tell him my friends already left. What I am thinking is that you and I can go to Tony's early and sit at your favorite table and have dinner. Then you can stay there while I go sit at that special table upstairs and wait for Jim to spot me up."

I was a little nervous but also excited by the plan. I said, "Tomorrow night it is."

As planned Cindy and I arrived at Tony's at 6:30 for dinner. We both kept checking the table above us to see if anyone was sitting there. Four people sat at the table for a while. One of them was a woman with long beautiful legs and she was sitting with her knees spread far enough apart that we could clearly see that she wasn't wearing panties. Cindy seemed to be as interested in the view as I was. After a few minutes of looking under the table at this woman's wonders, Cindy said, "I guess now I understand why you like this place so much. It has a great view." Then Cindy kissed me and said, "A few months ago you would never have been able to convince me that looking at another woman's pussy like this would arouse me."

I can't tell you how much Cindy's telling me that aroused me.

We ate dinner and sat for a while then at about 8:15 the table upstairs empted out and Cindy immediately went upstairs and took her place at that table. She spread her legs enough so that I could see she was wearing those white silk panties. I already had an erection in anticipation of what I hoped would happen. It wasn't till about twenty minutes later that I saw a man's legs appear under the table next to Cindy. Cindy slipped her hand under the table and gave me the thumbs up sign indicating that it was Jim that had approached her at the table. 

Earlier, Cindy and I had worked out some signals she could flash under the table so that when she showed me two fingers I knew that she was going to dance and three fingers meant she was going to the ladies room. If she opened and closed her legs three times it meant that she and Jim were going outside to our van. For the next hour Cindy and Jim were either sitting at the table or dancing. Then Cindy spread her legs apart and back together three times to tell me she was headed to the van, but as soon as she gave me that signal she flashed me three fingers. Was she was going to the ladies room or going out to the van? The two signals confused me a little but when Jim didn't leave the table with Cindy I just waited till she came back.

When Cindy returned to the table she sat down and slipped her hand under the table. I could see that she had something in her had and she waved it back and forth a few times then she threw whatever it was she had in her hand toward me. It rolled to a stop about a foot from the railing I was looking through. It was a wadded up paper towel. For a second I thought she was just getting rid of the towel she dried her hands on but then I remember that she had waved her hand as if she wanted to get my attention. So I reached through the railing and retrieved the wadded up paper towel. 

I opened the towel and found that Cindy had written me a note. It said, "Plan has changed. Jim is taking me home (our house) in his car. Wait till Jim goes home before you come into the house. I'll save you something to eat. Love you, Cindy."

I was a little disappointed. I had wanted to sneak out into the parking lot and spy on them. When I looked under the table again Cindy and Jim were still sitting there so I left as quickly as I could and drove home. I made sure that Cindy hadn't arrived home first before I opened the garage door and pulled the van inside. Without turning on any lights I quickly moved upstairs to the bedroom. I peeked out the window but there was no sign of Cindy and Jim so I went to work. This was the third time I had done this so I accomplished my task very quickly. 

When Cindy and Jim came in the front door I was already in the closet. I heard their voices downstairs for a while and I began to think that they weren't going to come up to the bedroom. I was tempted to sneak out to the hall and peek downstairs to see what they were doing but I decided that I had better not. I was afraid that I might run into them in hall as they were coming up the stairs, so I stayed put. 

About a half hour later I heard them coming up the stairs. When they came into the bedroom and turned on the lights I had to turn my head away from the sudden brightness. When I looked back I saw that Cindy's blouse was open and her bra, which opens in the front was unsnapped. I had no sooner noticed Cindy's open blouse and bra than she noticed that the closet door was off its hinges. I saw a slight smile cross her mouth as she turned back to Jim.

Jim took her in his arms and was kissing her while at the same time he was unzipping her skirt. Cindy let it slide off her hips and drop to the floor. She stepped back from Jim and picked up her skirt and set it on the chair. Then she removed her blouse and bra and put them on the chair also.

Jim pulled Cindy to him and kissed her and then picked her up and carried her to the bed. After he put her down he undressed himself. His cock was already erect and as he stood next to the bed Cindy reached out and took his cock in her hand and began to stroke it. Jim leaned over her and began kissing and biting her nipples. He then moved his attention lower kissing his was down over Cindy's belly to the top of her panties. Jim hooked his fingers in the waistband of Cindy's panties and pulled them down over hips and down her legs and removed them. When he looked back at Cindy's triangle of hair he smiled. He ran his fingers through the hair and said, "That is the softest most beautiful patch of hair I have ever seen."

Jim leaned down and brushed his cheek against her soft bush, and then he turned his head so his nose and mouth were nuzzled in the hair. He actually seemed to be worshiping her pubic hair. Jim spent the next ten minutes or so giving Cindy oral pleasure. When he finished Cindy moved to the edge of the bed and took Jim's cock into her mouth. Watching Jim eat Cindy didn't affect me much, but watching her suck his cock really got me going. On one hand it was very erotic to watch my wife suck another man's cock but on the other hand it was a little disturbing to see her enjoy doing it so much. I think that the balance between eroticism and discomfort made the experience much more intense. I guess it didn't bother me too much because I found myself stroking my own erection as I watched.

Jim climbed on the bed and got on his knees behind Cindy and pushed his cock into her offered pussy. I pulled my cock out as I watched this and after just a few strokes, shot my load into a washcloth I had taken into the closet for that purpose. Watching Cindy having sex with Jim wasn't quit as exciting as watching her with Carol but it was very exciting. As the anticipation of seeing Jim climax inside my wife's pussy built, I knew I was hooked. I remembered thinking in my sex clouded brain that as far as I was concerned at that moment, Cindy could fuck anyone she wanted, man or woman, as long as I could watch. 

As I continued watching them the only thing I was focusing on was Jim's cock sliding in and out of Cindy's well lubricated pussy. I was fascinated as I watched Jim climax inside Cindy. His long smooth strokes suddenly became erratic and I could hear him grunting with each spasm as he shot his load into my wife. When his orgasm ended Jim laid his head on Cindy's back and just held on to her for a few minutes. In a short time Jim straightened up and slowly pulled back until his cock slipped out of Cindy. As his cock dropped free of Cindy's pussy a shinny strand of semen was the only thing still connecting the two of them. Cindy moved a little forward on the bed and when she did a little of Jim's semen leaked out of her shinny pussy. As I watched, the semen formed a droplet and fell from Cindy's pussy to the bed. That sight caused me to suddenly climax, depositing a load of my semen on the closet floor.  

Jim got up and began dressing without saying a word. As he dressed, Cindy pulled on her white silk panties and then when Jim was ready she walked him down to the front door. By the time Cindy got back upstairs I was already lying on the bed waiting for her. Cindy jumped onto the bed and stood over me and slowly lowered her panty-covered pussy toward my face. As she did this she said, "Did you like watching Jim fuck me? He fucked me real good and he filled my cunt with his cum. Are you ready to eat my messy cunt?"

By then her pussy was only a couple of inched from my face. I could already smell the Jim's load in her pussy. "Are you ready to clean me up?" After that last question Cindy lower herself the rest of the way pressing her wet panties against my nose and mouth. I reached up and pulled them aside and stuck my tongue into Cindy's dripping pussy and I sucked on her till she had and orgasm. After that Cindy sucked my cock until I exploded in her mouth. She actually swallowed about half of my load.

Later as we held each other I asked Cindy if she liked Jim. She said, "You mean as a lover or as a person?"

I said, "Well, as a person."

"Not really. He's a little full of himself. His favorite subject is how great he is."

"What about as a lover." 

"I don't know. What made tonight exciting was knowing that Jim had wanted me for more than a year. Then knowing that you were watching made it even more exciting. It makes it kind of hard to evaluate Jim's performance. I may have to fuck him again sometime to see just how good he is. He did seem to like my little patch of hair didn't he? 

I said, "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself. By the way, how did you end up coming back here? You give the signal the you were going to take him to the van then suddenly the plan changed."

"I asked Jim if he wanted to take a walk outside. I figured that he would start something once we got outside and then I would suggest we use the van. Jim agreed but then said, 'If you husband isn't home why don't I just take you back to your house? We could have some fun there.' So we came here. How did you get back here so fast?"

"I left as soon as I read your note"

About three weeks passed before anything else happened. It was Saturday morning and I was in my workshop in the basement refinishing an antique table when Cindy came and said that she was going to the mall with a friend to do some shopping and to have lunch. She said that she would be home around four o'clock. 

At noon I went I went upstairs to fix myself some lunch and then I was going to take a shower. I was just starting to make a sandwich when the doorbell rang. I opened the front door to find Carol smiling at me. She asked if Cindy was home and I told her that Cindy had gone to the mall and wouldn't be home till four o'clock. Rather than leaving Carol started talking to me and after a few minutes asked, "Am I interrupting anything?" 

I told her I was just making a sandwich for lunch, then an idea struck me and I asked, "Would you like to come in and have a sandwich with me?"

Carol said, "Sure," and followed me into the kitchen. I made us both sandwiches and got us each a bottle of beer. As we ate I told Carol about the project I was working on in my workshop that morning and Carol asked if she could see it. So, after we finished our sandwiches I got two more beers and we went down to my workshop.

Carol made a fuss over the table, telling me I was doing such a wonderful job of refinishing it. Then Carol said that she should get going so that I could get back to work and I said, "I am done with this for the day. I was just going to go take a shower but that can wait if you'd like to stay and talk for a while."

Carol gave me a little smile and said, "I think you need to go take your shower. If you need any help getting clean I'd be glad to assist."

I said, "Well I could use some help washing my back." Then I took the beer out of Carol's hand and put both bottles on my workbench. I gently took Carol's face in my hands and kissed her on the mouth. Her mouth was partly opened and welcomed my tongue inside. We kissed for several minutes then Carol said, "I think we better go take that shower now."

We hurried up stairs to the bathroom and quickly striped off our clothes. The sight of Carol's completely hairless pussy had my cock hardening rapidly. 

When we got into the shower Carol soaped my body front and back, spending extra time lathering my cock. By the time she turned around and asked me to wash her I was fully erect and ready for action. I spent a lot of time rubbing soap on Carol's ass and her pussy. I loved the way her hairless pussy felt when I lathered it with the soap and I think Carol was enjoying too. 

When we were done showering we dried each other off and headed to the bed room. I told Carol to lie down then I got on the bed between her legs. I began kissing her legs on the inside of her knees and worked my way toward the beautiful junction of her soft smooth thighs. The entire time I that I was kissing her legs I was staring at her hairless pussy. I marveled at the smooth skin of her vulva with the nicely defined vertical split in the middle. I couldn't wait to slip my tongue into that split. I had wanted to do this ever since I had seen Cindy slid her tongue into Carol's pussy. 

When I finally push my tongue inside her pussy Carol responded with a mewing sound that indicated her approval of what I was doing to her. I could taste her juices as they began to flow from deep within her vagina. I sucked her clit between my lips and flicked my tongue back and forth across it until Carol's hips began to lift off the bed and then I pushed two fingers inside her pussy and pumped then in and out rapidly until her orgasm crashed over her. 

Carol began to thrash around the bed so much that it was difficult to maintain oral contact with her pussy but I kept trying. Carol seemed to still be in the throws of her orgasm as she moved herself around in the bed until she could get my cock into her mouth. Carol sucked my cock while I sucked and fingered her pussy into a second orgasm. 

When her second orgasm ended, Carol climbed on top of me and impaled herself on my cock. I just laid back and watched as she rode us both to climax.

Afterward when Carol got up I watched my semen leak out of her and drop down onto my cock. Carol looked down at my cock and said, "My, what a mess." Then see began cleaning me up with her tongue. 

Carol worked on my orally until she had me hard again. For the next hour we fucked and sucked each other until we were both exhausted. Carol finally dressed and left the house around three o'clock that afternoon.

Cindy came home shortly after four o'clock. She was carrying some shopping bags, which she dropped on the sofa and called me to come into the living room so she could show me what she bought. When I came into the room Cindy looked at me and laughed. Then she said, "Well, how was she?"

I didn't try to play any games, I just said, "She was great." 

Cindy said, "How did you like her bald pussy?"

"I love your pussy, but I have to say I really enjoyed playing with Carol's."

Cindy said, "So did I. And now you are making me want to enjoy it again. But for now let's just go upstairs and fuck."

When we got upstairs Cindy asked, "How long did it take you to figure out that I set this up for you?"

"I figured it out as soon as Carol didn't leave right after I told her you were at the mall."

As we made love I told Cindy about my afternoon with Carol. While it was strange to talk with Cindy about a woman that we had both had sex with, it was also very erotic.

Stay tuned for part VI 



White Silk Ch. 6



It wasn't long after my encounter with Carol that Cindy and I were invited to a party at Carol's house. There were about thirty guests at the party, some neighbors of Jim and Carol's and others that they knew from work and everyone was having a good time. It was kind of funny to me how Jim was trying to act as if had hadn't had sex with Cindy and Carol was acting like she didn't have sex with me and I was acting I like I hadn't had sex with Carol and Cindy was acting like she hadn't had sex with either Carol or Jim. 

Cindy and I were the only ones who knew the whole truth and every time she looked at me we both started to laugh. As the party went on I noticed a very attractive red head sitting on the sofa. The thing that rally captured me was the innocent look she had. She had her hair up in a bun and was wearing a dress the buttoned all the way up to her neck. You could tell by looking at her that she had nicely shaped breasts but she showed no cleavage and her dress hung to just below her knees but her calves and ankles were very nicely shaped. With the horn rimmed glasses she was wearing she reminded me of a Librarian. 

The red head was sitting with a man I figured to be her husband and he seemed to consider himself to be the life of the party, or at least the life of the small group of people sitting around him in the living room. Most of the guests had spread out throughout the house and out onto the deck. From where I was standing I could see Cindy and Carol talking out on the deck, but I didn't care about them at the moment, I was more interested in the red head. 

A little later as I returned from the kitchen with a cold beer I saw Carol talking to the red head and then the two of them went out to the deck where it appeared that Carol was introducing the red head to Cindy. I lost track of them for a while then suddenly Carol appeared standing next to me. She put her hand on my arm and speaking through her teeth so that no one would be able to tell what she was saying to me said, "I really enjoyed our afternoon together. We'll have to do it again some time." Then she moved on.

I watched Carol walk away then looked around to discover that the red head was back sitting next to her husband. 

A couple of hours later as the party was breaking up Carol and Jim's dog came running into the house and the red head who had just stood up from the sofa squatted down to pet the dog giving me a great view of her thighs and the crotch of her panties. I was beginning to get aroused at the sight of her creamy thighs and the white strip of cotton between her legs when Cindy kissed me on the cheek and said, "Enjoying the view? She is very attractive isn't she?"

I said, "Yes, she is and I have to admit I think she is very sexy even if she dresses like a librarian."

Cindy said, "I agree, she is sexy in an innocent way. I'll bet your thinking about how much you'd like to have sex with her, aren't you? Well forget it."

I said, "Would it bother you if I said I did want to have sex with her?"

Cindy said, "Not really."

"It wouldn't? Then why did you tell me to forget it."

Cindy said, "Just because you might want to fuck her doesn't mean that she would want to fuck you."

"Well, that is true. But, would you mind if I tried?"

"Don't waste your time."

I said, "What do you mean?"

"I'll explain it to you later."

I turned back to look at the red head again just in time to get one last glimpse of her panties as she stood up again. Then I turned to Cindy and said, "Let's go." 

We thanked Jim and Carol on the way out and didn't say another word until we were in the car. I could see that Cindy had something on her mind but she either wasn't going to tell me about it or wasn't ready to tell me. Finally my curiosity got the better of me and I asked her what was on her mind.

Cindy played dumb. "What are you talking about?"

"I can tell by the look on your face that you have something on your mind. You know you are going to tell me about it sooner or later so why not just tell me now?"

Cindy said, "All right. A couple of days ago Carol told me about a woman she met at work. Her name is Bonnie. She said that they had stopped for drinks after work with several other people but in the end Carol and Bonnie were the last two at the table. 

"Carol said that at first Bonnie was very shy and demure, but after a few drinks she opened up a bit, and after a few more drinks Carol got Bonnie to talk about her sex life. Bonnie told Carol that she had always been somewhat submissive when it came to sex. She said that her husband has a very dominating personality and it carried over to their lovemaking. 

"Carol then said that because Bonnie admitted being submissive it gave her the idea that she might be able to seduce Bonnie. Carol said that she asked Bonnie straight out if she had ever had sex with another woman. Bonnie told her that when she was in college she had sex with her roommate once. She told Carol that her roommate was a lesbian and had pushed her into having sex. Bonnie said that she just kind of let it happen. Carol asked her if she liked it and Bonnie told her that she didn't like being dominated that way by another woman.

"Carol asked her if she had ever thought about having sex with another woman again and Bonnie told her that she has often thought about it. Carol said that she hinted that she would be interested in having sex with Bonnie but Bonnie told her that she wouldn't do that. Bonnie said that she didn't mind being dominated in bed by her husband but when she fantasizes about having sex with another woman she is the dominant one. Bonnie said that she could tell that Carol was experienced and would most likely want to be the aggressor. Then Bonnie told Carol, 'If I ever have sex with another woman it will have to fit my fantasy. I want to seduce a woman that is curious about having sex with a woman but has never done it and is just a little timid about doing it. Then I could be in control. We would go at my pace and I would tell her what to do. I always get very hot when I think about that.'

"Carol told Bonnie she was disappointed because she found her very attractive but she had a possible solution for making Bonnie's fantasy come true, if she was interested. Of course Bonnie was interested. Carol told her that she had a friend that she was sure was curious about what it would be like to have sex with another woman, but would never attempt to make it happen on her own. She told Bonnie that the only reason that she hadn't tried to seduce her friend is that they had been friends for so long that she didn't want to jeopardize the friendship by introducing sex into the relationship. Carol said that Bonnie was very interested and asked a lot of questions about her friend."

While I found this story to be interesting and a little arousing I couldn't see that it was going anywhere. I asked Cindy, "Well what happened? Did Bonnie and this friend of Carol's get together?"

Cindy said, "Not yet. Bonnie told Carol she would like to meet her friend and Carol told her she would arrange it."

I said, "Well, did they meet yet?"

"Yes. Carol introduced them at the party tonight. It may interest you to know that Bonnie happens to be the red head your were drooling over."

"Wha... What? That was Bonnie?" Now my cock began to rise very quickly. 

"I guess by now that you have figured out who Carol's friend is."

Actually it didn't occur to me until Cindy asked the question. "You?"

"That's right."

"You said that Carol told her that you were curious and inexperienced? But you're not, inexperienced that is."

"Well Bonnie doesn't know that and I am not going to tell her. I think it will be fun to let her seduce me."

I said, "Do you think she'll go through with it?"

"She already started. At the party after Carol introduced us, Bonnie and I walked around outside for a while just chatting and then we stopped out by the garden, out of sight of the house and Bonnie took my hands in hers and told me that she would like to take me out to dinner next week and asked if I would like that. I told her I would like it very much and said that Tuesday would be good because you were going to be out of town that night. Then Bonnie said, 'It's a date then," and she gave me a quick kissed on the cheek."

I couldn't believe it. That beautiful, sexy, innocent looking red head wanted to seduce my wife and if things worked out right I would be able to watch.

Tuesday evening when I got home from work Cindy was already preparing for her date with Bonnie. I watched as Cindy shaved her legs and trimmed her beautiful soft bush. After her shower, Cindy sat nude in front of the mirror fixing her hair and putting on her makeup. Cindy selected a sexy black bra and panty set and black thigh high stockings. Just before she pulled her panties on Cindy rubbed a tiny drop of cologne into her pubic hair. Over her black underwear Cindy wore a black spaghetti strap cocktail dress that displayed both her breasts and legs beautifully. The total package was perfect for what she was trying to achieve. While her appearance did not say, 'Fuck Me' it did say, 'if you want me I am worth the effort.'

At seven o'clock that evening I headed upstairs as Bonnie came to pick Cindy up. I watched from the bedroom window as the two of them got into Bonnie's car and drove off. I only got a brief look at Bonnie but I could see that even though she was taking my wife out on a date and had intentions of seducing her afterward (I assumed), Bonnie was still dressed like a librarian, albeit the sexiest librarian I had ever seen.

As the car disappeared from site I sat down to ponder what might happen later. Hopefully Bonnie would come home with Cindy and the two of them would come up to the bedroom for some fun.

Although they were gone only three hours it was a long wait. Cindy and Bonnie returned at 10:15 and to my delight Bonnie came into the house with Cindy. I could hear the two of them talking downstairs. Cindy fixed them both a drink and they sat talking about the meal they had just eaten, the restaurant, and made some jokes about the waiter that served them. The conversation went on like this for a while then Cindy asked Bonnie if she would like to see the rest of the house. As soon as I heard that I got into my box in the closet and waited. It was another ten minutes before I heard them coming up the stairs. Cindy began the tour of the upstairs at the other end of the hall making our bedroom the last stop. 

When they came into the bedroom Bonnie was complementing Cindy on how she had decorated the house. Bonnie turned to face Cindy and said, "You have lovely home and you are a beautiful woman."

This complement seemed to embarrass Cindy, or was she just acting? Then Bonnie said, "Would it be all right if I kissed you?"

Cindy managed to act as though she was a bit uncomfortable as she replied, "I guess so."

Bonnie moved closer to Cindy and very gently kissed her on the lips and being encouraged when Cindy didn't pull back she kissed her again. Bonnie then ran her tongue across Cindy's lips, and then took Cindy in her arms and gave her a very passionate kiss which Cindy responded to with her own passion. Bonnie said, "Do you want me to make love to you?"

Cindy said, "I don't know."

Bonnie kissed her again and repeated the question. Cindy said, "I guess so."

Bonnie moved her hands down Cindy's back until she was cupping her buttocks and she pulled Cindy tightly against her as they kissed again. Bonnie again asked Cindy, "Do you want me to make love to you?"

This time Cindy said, "Yes I do. I want you to make love to me."

Bonnie said, "Do you want me to suck your nipples and squeeze your breasts?"

"Yes."

"Do you want me to lick your cunt then stick my tongue inside you?"

"Yes. Yes, I do." 

Bonnie said, "Okay, I will do all of that to you and more. But first you have to show me how much you want me."

"What do you want me to do?"

Bonnie said, "First I want you to help me take my dress off." Then she turned so that Cindy could pull the zipper down. Once the zipper was opened Cindy slipped the dress off Bonnie's shoulders and let it slide down her body. Then Cindy helped Bonnie step out of the dress. 

Next Bonnie said, "Now remove my bra. Cindy unhooked the bra in the back and helped Bonnie remove it. Then Bonnie turned to face Cindy and said, "Now I would like you to kiss my breasts."

Cindy hesitated just a few seconds then she took Bonnie's right breast in her hand and began to kiss and like it. When she sucked the nipple into her mouth, Bonnie bent her head back and closed her eyes. After Cindy had given both of Bonnie's breasts the same treatment Bonnie said, "Do you like my panties, they are pretty aren't they."

Cindy said, "Yes they are very pretty." Bonnie's panties were a shear white and showed off a large patch of red pubic hair.

Bonnie took Cindy's hand and pressed it against her panties between her legs and said, "Feel how wet my panties are. I am so wet because my pussy is so excited about what you are going to do to me next. I want you to take my panties off now and press them against you face so you can smell how aroused I am."

Cindy did as Bonnie told her. She pulled the panties down Bonnie's legs and help her step out of them. The Cindy held them against her nose and inhaled.

While Cindy continued to caress her face with the panties, Bonnie walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. Then she told Cindy to come over and kneel down on the floor at her feet. When Cindy did this Bonnie spread her legs so that Cindy was only two feet from her pussy. Bonnie said, "Do you think I have a pretty pussy?" As she asked this she reached out with both hands and began to gently caress the sides of Cindy's head and played with her ears.

Cindy said, "It's beautiful."

"Would you like to kiss it?"

"I guess so."

Bonnie pulled Cindy's head forward so that she was now only inches from her pussy and said, I think you really do want to kiss it don't you? You want to stick you tongue in my wet cunt don't you?"

Cindy said, "Yes I do. I want to suck on your cunt."

Bonnie began to gently massage the back of Cindy's head with her finger tips as she said, "Okay Cindy. You have my permission to suck on my pussy."

Cindy leaned forward and pressed her lips against Bonnie's labia and pressed her tongue inside Bonnie's pussy. As Cindy's tongue action began to have an effect on Bonnie she began to massage Cindy's head harder while pulling Cindy's face more tightly against her pussy.

As Bonnie began to approach her orgasm I lost control of mine and shot a load in my pants. As my cock was still pulsing I could hear Bonnie moaning. When it was over, Bonnie pulled Cindy up off the floor and kissed her on the mouth. Then she said, "Now I know why you seemed to enjoy eating me so much. I taste good don't I?"

It was amazing to me to hear to this librarian like woman talking this way to my wife. I was loving it.

Cindy was now standing in front of Bonnie, who was still sitting on the bed. Bonnie slid her hands up under Cindy's dress and began massaging her ass. Cindy stood there with her eyes closed and enjoyed the sensations she was getting from Bonnie's hands. 

Next, Bonnie pulled Cindy's panties down and let them drop to Cindy's ankles. When Cindy stepped out of her panties Bonnie told her to slowly lift her dress so that Bonnie could see her pussy. Once Cindy had her dress high enough to expose her pussy, Bonnie moved forward a little as if she was about to kiss it but she stopped. Bonnie sat for more than a minute and did nothing. Finally she said, "I can't do it."

Cindy said, "What?"

"I can't do it. I thought I could. I wanted to but I can't."

"You can't what?"

"I can't kiss your pussy. I thought I could go through with this. I wanted to be the dominant one and that I could be in control but I can't do this." Bonnie started to cry.

Cindy moved away front the bed and said, "It's okay. Why don't you lie down for a few minutes and pull yourself together."

Bonnie said, "Okay, thanks," then she got up on the bed. Cindy walked over to the closet and looked directly into my spy hole and winked at me, then got undressed except for her thigh highs and bra. Cindy went over and climbed onto the bed and said to Bonnie, "Do you remember what you said earlier?"

"What?"

"You said, that if I did what you wanted me to do you would do all that and more to me."

"I know I said that but I just can't go through with it."

Cindy got up and swung one leg over Bonnie and said, "You can and you will." Then Cindy moved so that her pussy was directly over Bonnie's face and said, "Okay Bonnie, I want you to lick my cunt and do it now."

There was no hesitation in Bonnie now. She immediately lifted her head up and began to lick Cindy's pussy. As Cindy lowered herself more I could see Bonnie's tongue slipping inside Cindy's pussy. 

Cindy began to grind her pussy into Bonnie's mouth and said, "Do you like eating my cunt now?"

Bonnie said, "Yes I do."

"I guess you just aren't that good at being dominant are you?"

"No. I guess I am not."

"Good, then from now on I give the orders. Is that okay with you?"

"Yes. I'll do what ever you say."

"Okay then. I want you to suck my cunt till I have an orgasm, then I will give you a surprise."

Bonnie was into it now. She was doing everything she could to give pleasure to Cindy. I guess she needed to be dominated. When Cindy had her orgasm Bonnie just kept on licking and sucking on her pussy. After a while Cindy told her to stop so they could talk. Bonnie moved so that she was resting her head on Cindy's chest and she began to suck on Cindy's nipples as Cindy talked. 

Cindy said, "I may as well tell you that this wasn't my first time with another woman. Carol told me about you so I decided to let you seduce me but you only half finished the job so I had to take over. Does that upset you?"

"It bothers me that I wasn't able to go through with my plan. But I am glad that you forced me to finish it."

"It's not finished yet."

"It's not? What do you mean?"

"You need to be dominated so that is what I am going to do. Is that okay with you?"

"Yes."

"That's good because it really wouldn't have mattered if it wasn't okay with you. Would it bother you if someone watched you having sex?"

"Like who?"

"Anyone. Your husband, my husband, some other guy. Would that bother you."

Bonnie said, "I guess that would depend on the circumstances."

"Other than what you did tonight, have you ever cheated on your husband?"

"No."

"Have you ever wanted to?"

"Sometimes."

"When my husband saw you at Carol's party last week he thought you were very sexy. He even got a peak up your skirt and saw your panties when you were petting Carol's dog. He told me that he thought you were very hot and that he would love to fuck you. How would you feel about letting him fuck you?"

"I don't know if I could do that."

"What if I told you that I wanted you to fuck my husband so that I could watch and that if you said no that I would never make love to you again."

I couldn't believe what Cindy was doing to this woman. She was coercing her into having sex with me. All I knew was that I hoped it would work.

Bonnie said, "I guess if it is something you really want me to do. You would want to watch him do me? Why?"

"It would only be fair. After all he watched me making love to you?"

Bonnie looked shocked. "What do you mean? He watched us?"

Cindy said, "Yes he watched." Then Cindy told me to come out from my hiding place in the closet.

When I stepped into the living room Bonnie just stared at me in shock as Cindy introduced us. "Bonnie, I'd like you to meet my husband George." 




White Silk Ch. 6



I smiled at Bonnie and said, "Very nice to meet you."

Bonnie just stared back at me. Cindy move next to Bonnie on the bed and kissed her on the cheek and said, "Bonnie wants you to fuck her, don't you Bonnie?"

Bonnie slowly turned to look at Cindy. Before Bonnie had a chance to say anything Cindy covered Bonnie's mouth with hers and reached between Bonnie's legs with her hand and inserted two fingers into Bonnie's pussy. The kiss lasted for more than a minute and when it ended Bonnie was already humping her pussy against Cindy's hand. Cindy said to Bonnie, "You do want to fuck my husband so that I can watch don't you?"

Bonnie looked almost as if she was in a trance as she said, "If that's what you want I will fuck George for you."

Cindy turned to me and said, "George, get your clothes off and join us on the bed."

I said, "I need to go clean myself up a little. Watching you two earlier made me shot a load in my pants so I am a little messy."

Cindy said, "You don't need to clean yourself up. I am sure Bonnie wouldn't mind sucking your cock clean for you."

I quickly striped off my clothes and got on the bed between Cindy and Bonnie. Cindy leaned over and kissed me then said to Bonnie, "Why don't you give George's cock a little oral attention."

It was amazing. Bonnie never protested. She just took me into her mouth and started sucking. After a few minutes Cindy got off the bed and said that she was going to go get us something to drink. When Cindy left the room I pulled Bonnie up to face me and kissed her. Rather that resisting me she melted into my arms and returned my kiss with passion. 

Bonnie had large firm breasts with big nipples that I really enjoyed sucking and Bonnie enjoyed the attention. I ran my tongue from her breast over to her shoulder then lifted her arm and licked her under arm. She flinched a little as she was somewhat ticklish but was soon kissing my ears and forhead while I continued to lick and kiss this sensitive area of her body. After that I moved down her body and marveled at the length and quantity of her red pubic hair. 

When I finally moved my face between her legs and began to tongue her pussy Bonnie began to hump herself against my mouth in anticipation of her approaching orgasm. After her orgasm I moved on top of her and she reached between us and guided my cock into her pussy. As I began taking long slow strokes into Bonnie I looked to my left and found Cindy sitting in a chair next to the bed watching us while she fingered herself.

When I felt my climax building I asked Cindy, "Do you want me to pull out before I cum?"

Cindy said, "Let's ask Bonnie... Bonnie, do you want George to climax inside your cunt and leave his big load inside you or do you want him to pull out?"

"I want him to cum inside me. George, please cum inside me."

After about five more strokes my cock began to pulse and shoot my semen deep into Bonnie's pussy. 

When I rolled off Bonnie onto the bed Cindy got back in bed next to me. Bonnie looked at both of us and said, "I hope I gave both of you as much pleasure as you have given me. I have to go home now so that my husband doesn't begin to wonder what happened to me."

Cindy said, "It's to bad you have to leave now, there is so much more we could do."

"I wish I could stay. Do you think the two of you would want me again?"

Cindy said, "Yes, we will want you again. I'll call you."

"I will be looking forward to it."

Bonnie went into the bathroom and cleaned herself up. When she came out she kissed us both goodnight and left.

When Bonnie left all I could say was, "Wow." Then Cindy fell into bed and we made love to each other.

For the next couple of months Cindy and I refrained from any extra marital sexual activity. But then one Wednesday night when I got home from work, Cindy told me I had to change quickly because we had to go out to dinner with one of her clients. She said that her boss told her that an important client was coming to town with his wife and he wanted Cindy to take them to dinner. Cindy said that she had made reservations for seven o'clock so I would have to hurry so we could get there before Mr. And Mrs. Beardsley. When we got out of the car at the restaurant Cindy kissed me and said tonight's dinner is very important to me. This client represents a lot of business for our agency so I need things to go well."

I said, "I understand and you can count on me to help any way I can."

We got to the restaurant before the Beardsleys' arrived and were sitting at our table having a gin and tonic when a man appeared at the table. He was about six feet tall, maybe 45 years old and in very good physical condition. He introduced himself as John Beardsley, and then he apologized for being late. When Cindy asked where his wife was he said that she wasn't feeling well so she didn't make the trip with him. 

We ordered another round of drinks, ordered dinner and had a very pleasant conversation. After I finished my dinner I made a trip to the men's room. When I got back to the table Cindy and John were talking about work but I noticed that she seemed to be blushing a little. A short time later John went to the men's room and while he was gone Cindy laughed and said that John was flirting with her while I was away from the table.

I asked her how he was flirting and she said, "John said that he had been told that I was very good at my job but that nobody told him that I was so attractive. He complemented my hair, my shoes and my dress. He really knows all the right things to say to a woman."

I was about to say something when I saw John coming back to the table. As John sat down I was struck with an idea. I got up and said that I had to make a call. I said that there was a problem at work and I needed to get a status update. I went into the bar for a few minutes and watched Cindy and John. They were chatting away and Cindy had a big smile on her face. I waited five more minutes then went back to the table and said that I was going to have to cut the evening short because I was going to have to go into my office to try and resolve a problem on a project I was working on. Cindy looked disappointed. She said, "John and I haven't had any time to talk business. Do we have to leave right now?"

I said, "Sorry, but I have to go. Then as if the idea just struck me I said, "John, if you wouldn't mind giving Cindy a ride home, then she can stay here and the two of you can talk business to your hearts content."

To me John said, "That would be great." Then to Cindy, " I'd be glad to give you a ride afterward."

I said, "John, nice meeting you. Cindy, I'll see you at home." 

As I turned to leave Cindy said, "I'll walk you to the door." 

As we walked Cindy said, "What's this crap about having to go to the office to fix a problem. You have never had to go to the office at night to fix anything."

I said, "I am just trying to help you win John's business. You don't need me around to talk business and you don't need me around if John wants to do something other than business with you."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. I'll be waiting for you when you get home." 

Cindy kissed me and said, "Thank you. I love you. I'll see you when I get home, or maybe I won't see you.

I said, "Enjoy yourself." Then I left.

When I got home I put the car in the garage and left all of the lights off as I went into the house and went up to our bedroom. I turned on some music and sat by the window and waited. Cindy and John pulled up in front of the house about an hour later. I quickly turned off the music and waited to see if John was going to get out of the car and come into the house with Cindy.

When both of them got out of the car and headed for the front door I felt my excitement grow, but I also felt just a touch of jealousy. I knew that would quickly pass as my arousal increased.

I could hear John and Cindy downstairs talking. Then Cindy turned on the CD player and I could hear Billy Joel singing but I could no longer hear John and Cindy. I moved to the top of the stairs and listened for any movement below but heard nothing. After ten minutes it was becoming apparent to me that Cindy and John would not be coming upstairs. 

I decided to try and sneak down and see what was going on. If they weren't doing anything I would slip down the cellar stairs and into the garage then I would call Cindy from my cell phone and ask if I should come home or not. 

When I got to the bottom of the stairs I still couldn't hear anything other than the music from the CD player. As quietly as I could I tip toed over to the archway into the living room and peeked around the corner, I expected to see Cindy and John sitting on the sofa but they weren't there. It was at that point that I noticed that Cindy had lit the gas fireplace. I couldn't see the fireplace because the sofa sits in front of it, but I could tell from the orange glow in the room that the fireplace was on. I slipped into the kitchen and from there into the dinning room to get a clear view of the sofa and the fireplace.

That's when I saw them. Cindy had put a blanket on the floor in front of the fireplace and the two of them were lying there. In the darkness of the dinning room I didn't have to worry about being seen, so I was able to observe them from less than ten feet away.

John was naked and was lying on his back with his head on a pillow. Cindy was on John's right and she also was naked. She was lying on her side facing John with her head resting on his chest and her right leg, bent at the knee was resting on top of John's thigh. I could see that John was holding Cindy's panties in his left hand and with his right hand he was running his fingers through Cindy's hair. 

As my eyes became better adjusted to the light from the fireplace I could see John's cock, fully erect lying flat against his stomach and pointing at Cindy's face. As I watched, Cindy moved her right hand down John's leg to his thigh then back up to cup his balls. She lifted them a couple of times as if she were trying to weigh them then she moved her hand to his cock and without lifting it off his stomach, began stroking it.

The two of them laid quietly for some time, John stroking Cindy's hair and Cindy stroking John's cock. Suddenly John lifted his hips slightly and said, "I'm coming."

As the semen began to spew from the end of John's cock, Cindy took him into her mouth and captured the rest of his load. She continued to suck on his cock until his ejaculation was complete and his member returned to its flaccid state. Cindy began to massage John's balls again as they continued to lie without speaking. After several minutes of this John said, "I really should be going. I have to call my wife when I get back to the hotel." John got up and began dressing and I slid as far back into the corner of the dinning room as I could so that I wouldn't be seen. I could no longer see them and they didn't speak as they got dressed. 

Cindy walked John to the front door and they stood and talked for a minute them I heard what sounded like a kiss and then the door closed. I peeked around the corner to make sure John was gone before I came out of my hiding place. 

Cindy jumped when she saw me. She said, "I thought you were upstairs."

I said, "I was, but when you didn't come up right away I snuck down here and watched the activity from the dinning room. Why didn't you bring him upstairs?"

"I had planned to but John thought it would be really cozy to lie in front of the fireplace, so that's what we did. After all, he is my client and I wanted him to be happy." Cindy took my hand in hers and pulled me to her and kissed me. "Thanks for being so understanding this evening. John is coming to my office to sign a contract for us to insure his whole business and I am not sure that it would have happened if you didn't leave me alone with him."

I said, "Let's go to bed and you can thank me properly."

When we got in bed I was naked and Cindy was wearing only her panties. As I began to kiss Cindy and fondle her breasts I said, "I guess it didn't take much to satisfy John."

Cindy said, "Is that an insult. Are you saying that I am not much?"

"No. I mean the two of you were only here for ten minutes before I snuck down to the dinning room to spy on you and all I saw you do is give him a hand job with a little sucking action and he was satisfied enough with that to call it a night and go home."


Cindy laughed and said, "Well, I do give a good hand job don't I? What you are saying then is that because he didn't fuck me that you don't think he would have been satisfied with just a hand job. Is that right?"

"Of course. When was the last time I was satisfied with just a hand job? Was there some kind of problem? Like maybe he had trouble getting an erection, or he that he believes that fucking is cheating but hand jobs and oral sex are not?" 

Cindy pulled me close to her and started to guide my hand into her panties as she spoke. "Oh, he didn't have any problem getting an erection. He had an erection as soon as he pulled his cock out of his pants. The reason he was satisfied with the hand job you saw me givivg him is because he had already fucked me in the parking lot at the restaurant."

When my hand reached her pubic hair I knew what she was saying was true. Her hair was matted and sticky and when I pushed a finger inside, Cindy's pussy was slick and juicy. It was quite obvious that she had been fucked earlier that evening. I was surprised and excited by what she said and what I found in her panties. I quickly pulled her panties off and went down on her juicy pussy and quickly brought her to orgasm. Then, as I pushed my engorged cock into her, Cindy said, "John said he is going to be coming back to town in a couple of weeks."

"I guess he wants a replay with you?"

"Not exactly. He will be bringing his wife with him this time. He wants to know if we can all get together for dinner."

"I guess we could do that, but would you feel uncomfortable around his wife?"

"Why wouldn't I. Besides, he wants to know if you would be interested in having a foursome afterward."

"Really? I guess that would depend on his wife. What does she look like?"

Cindy said, "John showed me a picture of her and she is beautiful, and the best part is that John says she is bi."

As it turned out John had to cancel that trip but promised to come back early next year. 

The following week on my birthday Cindy gave my a fancy little gift bag and inside were the white silk panties that Cindy wore the night this all started. There was a card with the panties that said, "I think it is time to retire these panties so I give them to you as a keepsake of the memories we have made with them. And so that you will know that retiring these panties is not an end but a beginning I have purchased several more similar white silk panties. From now on I will wear a new pair of panties for each of our sexual adventures and give them to you afterward. That way you can make kind of a panty scrapbook of our adventures."

There are now five pairs of panties in the collection so far. 

I hope you have enjoyed reading the White Silk stories. 



White Silk Gloves



I did nothing but tease him all night. From the moment he came home and showered and dress for our fancy gala out tonight. 

I was all dressed and ready and waiting for him with my long coat on, so he didn't know what I was wearing. All he seen was me in my black coat, and my white silky gloves. 

I decided to wear a long red gown tonight. I thought it would look good on my BBW body. It was fitted tight and low cut and barely covered my full 44c breast. It had a long slit up one leg, and you could see my white garter stocking leg peeking out with my silver heels. The dress had no sleeves so I decided to wear long white silk gloves. Over the gloves I wore my diamond tennis bracelet and my rings. 

From the looks I got when my husband helped me take off my coat, I know I looked hot and sexy. I felt it also. All night long I flirted and laughed and had fun. My husband doesn't dance, but that didn't stop me. A few men came over and asked me to dance and my husband said to go and have fun, and that's just what I did. 

As I dance, my husband didn't take his eyes off of me. He was sipping his drink and watching my every move. He seen when the man I was dancing with was rubbing his hands on my back, going lower and lower. He seen how the man kept pulling me closer and closer and you didn't know where my body stopped and his began. 

In between dances I kept going over to my husband and touching his body. Putting my gloved hands around him and whispering in his ear. "Do you see how they are touching me?" "Do you see how they try not to look down my gown?" 

I rub my gloved hands down the inside of his suit, I can feel his heat of his body. I press my breast closer to his back, letting him feel my nipples getting harder. 

I go back and flirt some more. His eyes never leaving me. My hands stray on my dance partners back. Going lower and lower, gently rubbing as I do. My partners hips grinding into me, letting me feel his hardness, his mouth close to my ear, whispering to me, your driving me nuts, can't you feel how hard you have me? I pat his cock as I leave the dance floor making my way to the ladies room.

As soon as I walk into the ladies room, I feel someone right behind me. I am thinking its my dance partner. I don't have much of a chance as I am pushed into the first open stall. The door is closed and locked behind us. 

His hands are on my body, just moving slowly all over. Feeling the side of my breast, down to my hips. His breath is on my neck behind me. I lean into him.

Then I hear my husbands voice in my ear. Your driving me crazy all night with those silk gloves. I loved how you rubbed your dance partners with them, its so very erotic, he was whispering in my ear. 

I run my gloved hands down his body, slowly, stopping at his nipples. Caressing them thru his shirt. I feel them getting stiffer as I pinch them. I open a few buttons on his shirt so he could really feel how silky my gloves are. 

My hands roam lower and lower, his breathing getting deeper and deeper.

I unbuckle his pants and pull his zipper down slowly. I just touch the outline of his cock thru his briefs. I feel him grow. Just running my hand up and down his shaft, cupping his balls. I hear him moan softly. His hands on my body, just touching my back. 

As I reach into his briefs, he lets out a long deep moan. I wrap my silky gloved hand around his cock, and slowly start to caress him. Not too tightly, so this way he can feel how good my gloves feel. I pump him a few times, and I take my other hand and cup his balls. I have them both in my hands. I feel how they are filling up, as I jerk on his hard cock. 

Your hands feel great, I have never felt anything like it with the gloves on, he tells me. Jerk me harder baby, he moans. By now I am jerking his cock harder and faster, still with my other hand on his balls. He has his head thrown back and his eyes closed. I am watching his face as I give him a silky hand job. The pleasure I see there, all from me. 

I can tell he wants to shoot his load, so I jerk faster and faster, you can feel the heat from my gloves, from the pace. Your hands are incredible, he tells me. Don't stop baby, make me cum. 

I am squeezing his balls and jerking his cock, faster and faster. Then he erupts on my silky gloved hand. I pump his cock until every drop is out. Squeezing the last bit of it off the tip. I rub my gloves with his cum on it over the head of his cock, and let it dry in. 

He is fixing up his clothes as we leave the ladies room, and I am taking off my gloves. He tells me, we have got to buy you more of those gloves.



White Silk Pyjamas



Inside her flat Kate flopped onto the sofa. She laid her head on a cushion and had a rest. She heard a miaow. Her cat begged her for some tuna. "He can wait," she thought, but the miaowing continued like a crying baby. She eventually got up and went to the cupboard, opened a small tin of tuna, drained the juice, and emptied it onto a saucer. Percy purred gratefully as he scoffed the fishy treat. He then walked nonchalantly across the carpet to the sofa, looked up, and jumped onto the soft furnishing.

Just then the doorbell rang. Kate opened the door to see a young man from the florist shop in the High Street. He was clutching a large bouquet of flowers in his

arms: beautiful lilies, red roses and pink carnations in a cellophane wrapping. A card

inside read: "I love you. XXX".

Kate smiled and happily arranged the stems in a glass vase before walking to the fridge to get a bottle of wine. Inside the fridge she noticed a post-it note on top of a cling-filmed sealed bowl. It read: "Eat Me!" The bowl contained rich chocolate mousse with a red cocktail cherry glistening on top. Picking up a spoon, Kate ate the cherry and intense flavour burst onto her palate. The dark chocolate mousse was light and smooth and delicious. Kate then poured herself a glass of wine. She walked across the room humming a popular song to herself.

Percy the cat had finished his tuna and was sitting on the sofa licking his paws, carefully drawing them over his nose and ears. Kate sat down beside him and sipped her wine. She noticed another post-it on the bedroom door. Curious, she walked across the room, and read: "You're in for a treat tonight!" What could it mean? She pushed the bedroom door a little and saw a gift-wrapped box on the bed. Opening it she found a pair of white silk pyjamas inside. A little tipsy from the wine, she picked them up out of the box. Carefully slipping off her clothes, she then tried the pyjamas to see if they fit. They fitted perfectly. She lay on the bed in the pyjamas and put the half full glass of wine on the bedside table. The cool silk felt luxurious. She cuddled herself and sighed before curling up and falling asleep.

She dreamed of her Prince Charming galloping over the green fields to come for her.

At eight o' clock she woke. Hearing a noise in the lounge, she called out: "Who's there?" A man's voice called back: "Only me!"

Rushing into the lounge, still in her silk pyjamas, she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. She couldn't help herself.

"Thank you so much!" she gushed. She kissed him again, as if they had been parted for ever.

He told her to sit down. It was only then that she noticed he had set out the table for two, with place mats, cutlery and glasses. A red candle stood proud in the middle of the table in its holder.

"I love you!" she melted.

The smell of oven-cooked meat permeated the room. He had prepared a roast. He got up and dimmed the lights, lit the candle with a match and put on some soft music. Then, sitting next to her, he held her soft hand and gently kissed her fingers.

Percy the cat stirred on the sofa. He stretched and purred loudly. Kate smiled.

"You got the flowers, I see," he whispered. "Good."

"And these pyjamas!" Kate replied. "They're lovely."

He served up the dinner and they ate as they lovingly looked into each others eyes. He kicked off his shoes and touched her foot under the table, whilst in the candlelight he reached for a small box in his trousers pocket.

"Happy birthday, I got you this ..."

Kate sighed. Carefully, he opened the box lid.

"It's lovely," she said.

A diamond ring sparkled. Her drunken eyes shed a tear.

"How do you know it's my birthday?"

"A little bird told me," he said. "I want to marry you, Kate."

"But we hardly know each other."

He took out the ring in all its splendour and was about to place it on her finger when she broke down in a flood of tears.

"I'm so happy. I love you Graham and want to marry you too," she replied. 

He got up and led her to the bedroom. Kate sat on the bed.

"Come here," she mewed.

Graham sat beside her and kissed her luscious lips, like cream on a bowl of summer fruits. Their tongues touched and caressed each other. He reached for her erect nipples through the silk of her pyjama top as her bosom heaved. She unbuttoned his shirt and then his trouser belt. Both fell to the carpet. Surveying his cock through his boxer shorts she exclaimed: "My, you are a big boy!" She beamed as she stroked the big bulge through his pants.

Graham went to a cupboard and brought out a mask and a plastic whip from a drawer. The mask was black with red fur around the outside. Ribbon ties hung from each side. The whip was like a toy, thin and slender, and grey.

"Let's have some fun!" he laughed.

Kate giggled. "Lets," she said.

She tied the ribbons around her head so that the mask was comfortable and she couldn't see.

"I'm all yours!" she demanded.

She lay face down on the bed as Graham slid her silky pyjama bottoms off her legs. Her peachy bottom was tanned and irresistible. He squeezed her buttocks with his hands and massaged her rump slowly. Then he took the whip and slashed her across the cheeks, once, twice, three times.

"Who's a naughty girl then?" he whispered.

"Me!" Kate answered.

He saw her arse turn red where he had struck her. He put the whip down and slapped her with his hand before massaging the buttocks again. She lifted her pelvis up from the bed so he could bury his face in her crack. She then reached down between her open legs. Slowly he watched as she massaged her pussy lips, perfectly opening up the pink inside. She then plunged two fingers inside herself and slid them around. She was juicy there by now.

"Fuck me Graham!" she insisted. "Fuck me, now!"

Slipping off his boxer shorts his immense cock bobbled in the air. He moved around and she felt it touch her cheek.

"Suck on that!" he said with relish.

Kate took his cock in her mouth and let her saliva lubricate the glistening head as she slid along the length of it. Her hand was wet with pussy juice. Although she couldn't see what was happening she felt heat building between her legs.

Graham crawled around the bed and put his face in her groin. She sighed loudly. He licked and teased her pussy lips with his tongue whilst his fingers pressed into her body. She was neatly shaven between her legs. He sucked on her skin and pressed his finger in as deep as it would go.

"I love you Graham!" she groaned.

Getting her to orgasm was easy now and she soon came. He rubbed her pussy whilst she creamed his hand. Next he got up on his knees and spread her legs as wide as he could. He sank his thick hot cock into her screaming pink hole and pumped slowly. She soon came again in a frenzy, tugging at the bed sheet.

"Ohhh!"

He could feel her squeezing his cock girth with her pussy muscles, slowly pulling him off. He shot his jism into her body with all his might, before rolling over to recover.

Kate untied the ribbons of the mask from her face. She looked down and saw spunk juice running down her inner thigh. She closed her legs and smiled.

The following morning, they chatted excitedly over breakfast.

"You were very good last night. I can't wait to get married once we've finished Uni," Kate gushed.

"Thanks. There's no hurry. Studying comes first," Graham added. "I'll ring home later to let them know. Everyone will be so pleased I've met the right girl." 

"I don't want any fuss. Really I don't," Kate insisted.

"It'll be our little secret. Yes, our little secret. For now, at least. Now, is there anything else I can get you, Kate? Toast? Orange juice? Sex? I'm all yours, Kate"

"Yes please Graham, you're such a tease," Kate smiled. "I don't want anything, but you" she added passing him the jar of Robertson's jam.



White Silks Have Needs, Too



alexia lays in the furs in the darkened room and thinks that the night is the hardest time. During the day she is busy, but the night ... those nights when she can't sleep are the worst. Stirring softly, she pulls the thin furs closer to her and snuggles. There are nights she has sisters to curl up to and can feel the body heat radiate from them, but not this night. she wonders if she will ever be one to be sleeping at the foot of a Master's furs, or in His arms, while a girl is left behind like she is now. 

her face turns to the small crack high in the wall that allows the air to circulate. If she angles just right, she can see a moon in the sky. Sometimes, two of them appear. she longs to see all three. Longing is something she is becoming familiar more with as the lonely days pass. 

Softly, she mutters, "White silk girls have needs too."

alex flings herself to lie on her belly; one arm tucks under her head and cradles her. she tries to deny the feelings that wash over her when she is alone. she tries not to feel vulnerable. she tries not to feel the need that fills her heart. Need. she knows it is greater than 'need'; she knows it is fire that is consuming her. Pent up to erupt, to seek release from a body that has been untouched. alexia moans into the pillow of hair under her face. she will never be opened. she will never be good enough. If she towers one more time ~ if she watches her sisters nadu as she kneels pristinely ~ she is going to scream. she is going to throw herself on the first Master (well, maybe not the first; but, definitely, the best looking Master) who walks into the room as she slides her legs shut tightly. Do Masters not realize what happens to a girl when her legs are closed tight as she kneels? 

The girl is unaware that her body is moving slowly. she thinks of how she was chastised today by the first girl for failing to put the vulo eggs in the cool room. alex meant to and was going to. she had to stop to tease nidia, and then they peeked through the crack of the open door into the Hall. The two Masters did not see them as They talked, but the girls grinned as they gazed upon Them. Dancing eyes, alert to being spotted, slid over the muscular legs and large hands that waved in the air as They laughed and drew pictures in the air with strong fingers. alexia's eyes wandered to the apex of Their thighs and her smile became smaller as raw desire replaced it. nidia jabbed her and pulled her from the door, whispering softly that she was to go to the older Man's furs that night. alexia looked at her and softly stomped one small foot. That is when the first girl came in and saw the eggs on the counter; she tugged alexia's ear and pulled her to them, scolding her sharply for her inattentiveness.

As small breasts push against the fur to the hard floor, alex remembers the Men and she thinks of the younger One. He is not handsome, but He has an assurance. His arrogance makes her wish she could ... she tries to still her worthless wishes as the dusty pink nipples jut out, begging for a Man's touch. A soft gasp catches in her throat as she feels the current jolt into her breasts and rush down her body. Pressing harder to the floor, she the ache grows, that ache that is almost pain, rushing into her breasts.

alexia moans in defeat; her body, again, rolling on to its back as she slides the furs from her. Alone in the room, her hands push at the old silk she wears to the furs. Trembling fingers lift it and shove it up to her belly as her creamy thighs part. The familiar wetness draws her finger to caress the soft folds that hide her throbbing pearl, with a whisper touch she allows the tips of her fingers to stroke the bare lips. Burning eyes look up to the tiny crack that shows the stars as she rubs and teases. her other hand caresses the slight roundness of her exposed belly, running lightly about the tiny indenture of her belly button, then back towards the bottom of the silks. Each touch sends a shiver to her clit, making her aware of the release needed. alexia sits up and pulls the silks from her body, then stands in a strand of moonlight that shines on the floor. Deep brown hair cascades over her shoulder blades and down a narrow back to the roundness of her ass. Both hands move to her breasts and tease the velvet flesh, but now the hands are His. He is taking pieces of her body. He is possessing her. He, who she wishes will be the First to lay her body in the furs and push His cock into the tightness of her cunt. alexia writhes a primal dance as she teases the hardened nipples. her head falls back as she dances slowly about the floor, alone in the small room. Hips seem to know instinctively what is needed, as they began a rocking motion. The taut ass sways and lifts as she stands on her toes, back arching. 

Creamy honey flows from her body as the rich scent of a slave in heat fills the room. The girl drops one hand to push between her thighs as they part, fingers pressing to her clit. With the lightest touch, she strokes the pliant button, pushing on it and rubbing. The room echoes the soft gasps and moans that she can no longer contain.

The door slowly pushes open.

Lost in the sensations, the girl does not see the very Master she has dreamed of standing in the doorway. With her back to Him, she moves with abandon, touching and stroking slave flesh. Feeling a power wash over her, writhing to it, she sinks back to the furs on her knees.

Bending back, alexia arches her back, hips thrusting upward as she remains on her knees. The Master, Gallian, leans against the door as dark black eyes watch with intensity. He smells her, and watches her body dance for Him as few have ever danced. He admires her dark lashes against soft pink cheeks as she moves with more quickness. He hears her pant as she spirals up toward release. He sees her free hand clench the furs and pull at them, and He sees her hips fucking the air. Her naked body shimmers with a sheen of perspiration. His cock hardens as He watches her and His eyes darken. The stern look on His face almost softens as He sees the girl climbing, and He hears a soft voice begging.

"Master," she whispered, "please, Master."

Startled, He realizes she is unaware of Him as her fingers curl around her mound, pushing deeper into her tightness. As she pushes her head back, neck straining against the metal collar around it, He answers her call.

"Release, slave!" He barks.

As the feelings bursts from her, she hears His voice. Gasping, eyes wide, she looks up at Him, hips slamming to Him. Unable to stop, she stares helplessly. The girl cums before Him, falling to the furs and crying out. Soft whimpers can barely be heard as her body slows, and she lies curled up in shame on the furs.

The moonlight fades on her pale skin and her breathing steadies. Fingers remain pushed inside as she feels tears slide down her face. The release has only brought an empty longing as she hears a whisper of "Good girl" and the door closes behind Him as He leaves her to the empty furs and one moon looking down upon her.