Paige Turner sat up in bed at first wondering why her clothes were pulled
up and then she remembered fantasizing and pleasuring herself the night
before. At least her recall was improving.

She was proud that she was finally on an earlier schedule. Then she
remembered it was Saturday, her regular sleep in day. No matter for her,
she got cleaned up and put on the pink and white body stocking. Even though
it was revealing, it was still her favorite of the items she had available
to wear.

When she got downstairs she found Stephanie packing a carry bag and a pair
of sunglasses stuck up on the top of her head. 

"Well, keeping more productive hours now I see. Hurry and grab some cereal.
That doesn't take very long." Stephanie said.

"Why, what's happening?"

"Kathy is going to be here within the hour and the three of us are heading
to the beach."

"The beach?!" Paige said in panic. "I can't go to the beach. I have nothing
to wear there."

"No need to worry. Kathy is bringing suits for all of us."

"She's what?"

"She has some suits from Australia she thinks will be a good compromise for
her first day."

"First day for what?" Paige asked thinking she already knew the answer.

"For the nude beach."

"I can't go to a nude beach."

"Don't worry. You'll be wearing a swimsuit. Now, are you going to wear that
or not?"

"No, I don't know what to wear."

"Wear the shorty tee and the yellow skirt. It will look like beach wear.
See?" Stephanie suggested striking a pose. "We can be twins again."

Paige did not want to hurt Stephanie's feelings in the clothing department.
She had been helping Paige rebuild her wardrobe after the fire, but the
shorty tee shirt didn't fit her the way it fit Stephanie. The round swell
of her breasts showed out the bottom of Paige's shirt.

"Here, take that off and we'll put on some lotion. We want you to get some
color but not a burn."

Paige knew better than to argue about disrobing in the kitchen, tanning for
modeling jobs, or not following Stephanie's advice to go to a beach. It
would just end in an argument that would result in a threat to put her out
on the streets, and she would still owe her the money. Paige's only hope
was to build her wardrobe in time for court in the hopes of getting her
license back, and get a little money ahead of her debts to be able to make
independent decisions about her own life.

There she was naked again and Stephanie was squeezing lotion into both of
her hands. Stephanie put lotion in her own hands and set the lotion down on
the floor in front of Paige so she could refill when she needed it. 

"What are you waiting for? We may need to go soon."

Stephanie started to put lotion across Paige's shoulders prompting Paige to
start putting the lotion on her own front. Stephanie took her time
spreading the lotion on the back she had been admiring and then worked her
way down Paige's sides. She got a little carried away and put her hands
around and met Paige's fingers that were going down her breasts. They both
stopped for a second and continued working down until Paige needed to bend
forward to do her legs at about the same time that Stephanie was ready for
her low back. They took more lotion and as Paige started to do her legs,
Stephanie started to do her rear cheeks.

Paige hurried with her legs while Stephanie lingered with the butt she
secretly envied. Paige bent further to do the backs of her legs. When she
tried to take over for Stephanie, their fingers met again at the tops of
her leg. Then Stephanie finished with one last stroke of her hands up the
inside of her legs and butt cheeks, causing Paige to shoot straight up.

"Can you do my back?" Stephanie quickly asked to ward off any awkwardness.

Stephanie tilted her head and held her hair out of Paige's way. Paige found
herself drawn to the exposed neck. She felt like kissing it for some
strange reason so she slathered on the lotion quickly to make following
through with it less appealing.

When Paige was done Stephanie suggested she quickly get some cereal if she
wanted it while she went upstairs for some towels and Paige's clothes.

Paige stood at the sink snarfing down some cereal when she heard Rod say,
"Good morning." 

Paige nearly dropped the saucer in the sink. "Good morning." She replied
after swallowing hard.

"I see you are all set for the nude beach."

"Ah, yes." She said still facing the sink, her arms held close and a little
forward to hide the side of her naked breasts.

"What are you having there?" he said approaching from the side. "Ah,
cereal, looks like that's what I'm going to have since Stephie seems to be
in a hurry to go."

Paige was mortified. She was completely naked in front of Stephanie's
husband with no way to cover up. Rod got his cereal and parked himself next
to Paige with his butt leaning up to the counter. Paige half looked and
could tell he was just in his pajama bottoms with his trim muscular body
just a foot away.

"So have you ever been to a nude beach before?"

"No, this would be the first time." She did not want to say that he was the
first man to see her naked in the light. The few times she was made love to
she insisted it be in the dark.

"You'll like it. We've tried it. It is very relaxing."

"I hear it was eye opening for Stephanie." She regretted her choice of
words grimacing. "I mean she said it changed her life to go."

"Yes she is quite an advocate of the experience. It is strange. You go
there thinking that you'll just leave your clothes on, but it is incredible
how uncomfortable you feel in clothes when everyone else is naked. It is
just like the other way around in some sense. On the one hand you are
ashamed you can't be as free as those around you. And on the other way,
being the only one naked, hmmm. Well, that's never happened to me."

"Well I know. On the other hand you feel ashamed you've screwed up your
life so bad that you've lost all of your clothes and you're going to go to
court and you don't have any money and you can't get your car and even if
you could you are not allowed to drive it and �" Paige started crying.

"There, there," Rod said consoling her. He took her bowl and set it in the
sink. Then he wrapped his arms around her huddled form and hugged her naked
body onto his. "I'll help you in court. The other things will take care of
themselves." He said patting her on the back.

With her arms trapped inside of his, all she could do was put her hands on
his shoulders to push back. She knew he could feel her hardening nipples
and she thought she felt a stirring in his pajamas.

Then the doorbell rang.

"You'd better get that." He said turning to hide his tenting pajamas.

"Uh?" Paige uttered hesitating.

"Can you get that?" Stephanie called form upstairs.

Paige ran to the front door to see who was there. She opened it a crack and
saw Kathy with her sunglasses on and tapping a foot. She opened the door
and let her in. 

"I'm just going to go upstairs and get my clothes on." She said huddling
her body modestly.

"No wait, before you go. I have a swimsuit for you to wear if you want."

"You do? Great." Paige said padding in place and looking for any signs of
Rod coming out of the kitchen.

Kathy looked in the bag. "Pink, blue, or white?"

Just then Stephanie came bounding down the stairs. "Hi Kathy. Glad to see
you didn't back out. You'll love it."

"We were just selecting swimsuits to wear." 

"Let's see them. After that S&M stuff you had Paige model, I'm not sure
what to expect."

"Well, they're unique. You have to get them from Australia, but I think
they are just right for a first time at a nude beach. See?"

"But you can see right through them." Paige panicked.

"Yes they are sheer, but the white one isn't as sheer."

"You wear the white one." Stephanie offered.

"Thank you Stephanie, I mean Ms. Fuller." Paige said appreciatively.

"My, where did that come from, Ms. Turner?" Kathy said surprised. "Will you
mind calling me Mrs. Roberts?"

"No, that's fine." Paige said not having any army to even pick her battles.

"You chose from the other two. I don't plan to wear mine for long."
Stephanie said to Kathy.

"I'll take blue." Kathy said.

Off came the clothes on Stephanie and Kathy while Paige held up the two
pieces to see which was which. 

"Oh Kathy, these are wicked you weasel." Stephanie said carefully putting
the small sheer strip of material over her nipples and the narrow patch
centered on her nether crack.

Paige tried to do the same with hers.

"See what I meant by a compromise? They are too revealing for the regular
beach but just revealing enough that you would not have to go completely
naked if you didn't want to at the nude beach."

"This is fun learning about your freaky streak." Stephanie said and then
looked over at Paige who was beside herself with frustration trying to
cover more than the suit was designed to cover.

Paige threw her arms down and hit her thighs. "I can't go out in this. It
is not any better than being naked."

"You'll feel covered in that at the beach; believe me. Here, put on your
things. It will be okay, you'll see."

"Park here. If we walk left it will be families with children and suits are
mandatory. If we walk right, clothing is discouraged." 

They unpacked the car and locked it. Stephanie led them right. Paige looked
apprehensively for the first naked person. 

"Good, few cars. We got here early enough that we can get a good spot no
problem. If you wait until later, you have to set down between other groups
and that isn't as smooth. � Now just over those dunes is beach. You'll feel
just fine walking with clothes on until we find a place to set up camp.
Then you may start to feel a little out of place if you still have your
clothes on." Stephanie advised.

Paige stopped to read the sign thoroughly that warned that the path over
the dune led to a clothing optional section of the beach, then had to hurry
to catch up with the other two. She joined them at the top of the dune and
they breathed in the fresh air. Then they saw a couple of hardcore nudists
with dark brown all over tans on leathery skin walking around with their
morning cans of brew.

"This isn't what I thought it would be like." Kathy said.

"Oh, don't worry, by two o'clock, this place will be wall-to-wall people."

They walked past naked people stringing a volleyball net on permanent
poles. They walked past a couple of families, but mostly they passed
serious beach goers out to have their standard fun time.

"How about right here in the middle of things?" Stephanie suggested.

"I'll go along with you. You seem to know your way around." Kathy said.

"How about back there behind some of that tall grass?" Paige suggested
hopefully.

"No here's good. You'll get over it."

They spread out a blanket and some towels then Stephanie and Kathy stripped
down to their skimpy suits while Paige watched.

"You get your lotion on yet?" Stephanie asked Kathy.

"Oh I got greased up gooood this morning." She said in a sultry way, which
let the others know she got some good loving before she left.

"Okay Ladies, here I go?" Stephanie said taking her suit off.

Paige wanted to tell her not to because it put the pressure back on her,
but kept her mouth shut instead.

Paige spent the next half an hour thinking about Stephanie and how brave
she was. And she thought about Kathy and the fact that she was married and
kinky compared to herself who was single and uptight. Stephanie was
definitely a beauty. She could be proud of her looks and her body. Kathy
however, was plainer. She was attractive, but not a "beauty" in comparison.
Her breasts would be less but for the few extra pounds proportionally
distributed over her whole body, so she looked fine.

Paige watched with her arms around her knees as others came and set up in
the spaces around them. They all undressed to bare skin. There were all
ages, all shapes and sizes, and differing degrees of tan. The common
denominator was that they all were free from the hang up of clothes.

Paige lay back to think about doing it herself when Stephanie started to
tug on her tee shirt. 

"Com'on, we can't have you developing a weird tan line." Then she pulled
off Paige's mini skirt. "There. Don't you feel better?" 

Paige sat up and covered her breasts with one arm. She looked around and
noticed that because of that one move, people started looking her way.
Stephanie grabbed her by that arm and pulled her to stand up.

"Com'on, let's walk over to that tent and see what's brewing."

"No I couldn't." Paige said.

"Look. Kathy has her top off, and can you see anyone else in any direction
with a top on besides you?"

Paige looked around and was hard pressed to find anyone but then saw a lady
standing up with a loose fitting tee shirt on brushing the sand off of her
bare ass.

"She does."

"She probably has sunburned shoulders. She is totally naked except for
that. Com'on, it will do you some good."

Paige followed with her hands holding her breasts. 

"Put you hands down. You're drawing attention."

"But everyone is looking at me."

"Sure they are looking at you. They are looking at everybody and you are
the only one covering up. People look and compare, but they all accept you.
We are the prettiest ones here so they might look a little longer, but that
should make you feel good about yourself."

Paige put her hands down as they walked, and held her arms tight at her
sides wishing she hadn't come.

"Look it is a promotional tent. It looks like beer. Let's see if they are
giving away any freebies."

As they got closer Paige realized, "They have suits and tee shirts on."

"Those are the employees. They have to wear the tee shirts for advertising.
You can stand behind me if you want. Com'on."

"Howdy ladies. Can I interest you in a little taste of beer?"

"No, She can't drink. Got anything else for us?"

"Well, we only offer this to the prettiest ladies, but if you would help us
advertise "Buck Beer" we'll pay you."

"What would we have to do and how much do you pay?"

"You let us paint your body to look like our beer can and we'll pay you $25
per hour for a minimum of three hours to walk the beach."

"I don't know, three hours?"

"I'll tell you what, I'll throw in any item in our promotional catalog
worth $50 or less at the end. What do you say?"

"We'll get back to you."

"Stephanie pulled Paige aside. "I knew this was the right thing to do
today. You've got your first modeling gig."

"Wo-ah-o, wait. You want me to parade up and down the beach for three hours
looking like this?"

"No, you'll be covered more than this. You'll look like a beer can. This is
what modeling is all about, selling stuff. They get someone pretty like you
to display it so people see the product."

Paige looked confused.

"Look. What is the difference between a micro thin fabric on your body and
a micro thin layer of paint? The answer is nothing except that one you put
in the wash and the other you wash off. Wait."

Stephanie went back to the man. "What's in the catalog?"

"Logo products, like clothes, hats, can insulators, lighters, coolers of
course, you know anything you can think of that we can put our logo on."

"Thanks, I'll be right back."

"Did you hear that? They have clothes in the catalog, money that you owe
us, and clothes for you. You've got to do this or there will be a real
problem. It can't get any better than this."

Paige knew that Stephanie was right. It did seem too perfect for her
situation so she agreed.

"Here she is, she'll do it."

"Just her?"

"Yes, she is the model in the group."

"Okay. You'll do just fine. Why don't you step in here and we'll get you
ready. � This is Willy."

"Hi" Willy said. Paige nodded.

"Willy here is the best body painter around."

"And the most expensive."

"Tell me about it. He'll get you all fixed up just fine.

He positioned her with her shoulders back and her legs spread about
shoulders width apart. Then he traced with his hands as he explained the
overall concept, "� with the top of the can here at the shoulders our logo
across you chest and stomach here and the rest on down to the tops of you
thighs here. When I'm done with you you'll look just like a can of Buck
Beer with a head on it."
 
Paige was looking down at her body feeling ill as he explained the concept.

"Hey," He said pulling her head up on the side of a bent finger under her
chin. "Don't I at least get a courtesy smile for that can of Buck Beer with
a 'head' on it remark? Okay, so much for my failed attempts at humor." He
put his fingers under the straps of her top, "We'll need to take this off."

Paige put her hands instinctively on her chest below her heck. "No, I
couldn't."

"Well, if you were wearing a fuller top that wouldn't run the risk of
slipping right or left, I could just paint over it, but this stringy thing
could shift to either side and show bare skin and it would blow the effect
of my artwork. We can leave the buttfloss on though, it will be more
hygienic that way." 

Paige conceded and removed it standing with fists clenched and unable to
look at him in the eyes.

"Anybody got a rubber band or something?" He called around to the people
working under the tent. "Thanks. Here why don't you double tail you hair up
out of the way?"

Then while she worked on getting her hair done up she was forced to look
down when he took his wet fingers and moistened her nipples.

"We've got to apply the paint with your nipples erect." He said gently
spraying some compressed air on her wet nipples to excite them to full
attention. "If we paint them excited and they calm down they still have
paint on them, but if we paint them flat and they get excited, then the
flesh shows and creates an effect I don't think either of us would want."

Paige's most immediate concern then was to get her breathing down to a
normal unconscious pace. 

He talked to her to try to keep her mind off of it and to just enjoy the
sensations. "You know, I've had many women orgasm while I've done this."

Paige could see why. The spray paint for the background and base was
especially stimulating on her breasts, on her butt, and between her legs.

Paige grew concerned that people were stopping to watch. When someone aimed
a camera, and she covered her breasts with her hands.

"Ah, Paige honey, I can't have you doing that. From now until your gig is
over I can't have you or anybody else touching my artwork, okay?"

"But he was going to take my picture."

"But you covered the wrong thing sweetie. If you are going to cover
anything, cover your face."

"But people will see my �"

"A picture of breasts is just a picture of breasts. It could be anybody
without the face. Besides, what do you have to be ashamed of? These are the
nicest set of tits I've worked on in weeks. I'll tell you what, if you
promise not to touch my artwork again, I'll talk these yahoos out of a Buck
Beer hat and sunglasses for you to have and wear."

"Okay." Paige said appreciatively.

"Here you go. These will make you invisible. Now people can snap away and
none of the pictures will show that it was you."

Paige put on the hat low on her forehead and started to feel invisible as
soon as she slipped on the shades.

"Why you would be bashful with a body yours, I'll never know." He said
making conversation while he worked.

Paige felt comfortable with him now and felt like she could talk to him
about anything.

"I've always felt funny with people looking at my body. It didn't feel like
they were looking at 'me'."

"I've heard that before, but never from somebody who should show her body."

"What do you mean?" Paige challenged.

"I mean that beauty isn't beautiful unless it's observed."

"That sounds like double talk."

"No, it's like the old ponderable, 'if a tree falls in the forest and
nobody is there to hear it, does it make a sound?'"

"Oooo that feels good. So you're saying it takes two people to make one
person beautiful."

"That's exactly it. How can you say a woman is beautiful in appearance if
you never can lay eyes on her? It is the duty of beautiful people to let
themselves be seen for beauty to exist."

"What about people who aren't so beautiful?"

"Here you are beautiful. In another culture you may be too skinny, too
tall. To a man who likes smaller breasts you are too well endowed. For the
rest of us you are just right."

Paige blushed uncontrollably.

"What do you do for a living?"

"Ah, I'm unemployed."

"What did you do then?"

"I sold books."

"Okay. People buy books for information and entertainment right?"

"Ooooo, that tickles. Yes."

"That's perfect for this then. You are informing these people of Buck
Beer's product and you are entertaining the notion of beauty by letting
people experience the beauty of you."

"I never thought of it that way before."

"Let me just put some finishing touches on these antlers here and we can
send you on your way."

The antlers on the buck branched out on each of her breasts so she said in
reaction to his finishing up, "Oooo, I don't want you to stop."

"Well, here's my card. Maybe we can do it again sometime. It's been my
pleasure."

Kathy and Stephanie applauded as Paige walked towards them from the
painting area.

"Turn around." Stephanie said. "That is amazing. That guy is really
talented."

"He gave me his card. See?"

"I'll hold it for you while you do your thing."

"Hi Ladies. Anybody else want to look like a can of Buck Beer? We are
looking to make a six-pack." An employee came up to them and said.

"No, our friend here is representative enough for our group. Thanks."

"Hi there," the original man said approaching them. "Wow this turned out
great. Willy does good work doesn't he? Let me look at you. � Now, put your
hair through the back of the cap in a ponytail. � Nice. Now take off the
shades. Perfect. Jim, come here look at this. Put the cap up a little
higher. That's it. What do you think?"

"I think she would be perfect."

"Perfect for what?" Stephanie said excited but with a tinge of jealousy.

"For an ad shoot."

"I'm her agent." Stephanie said hooking her arm around his and leading him
into the tent.

"Wow, it looks like you might get two gigs out of one visit here." Kathy
said.

"Well, I would want to get dressed before they take my picture though."

"Com'on, you look like a can of beer. This could be just what you need to
get us off your back."

"Okay, we're doing it." Stephanie said upon returning.

"Doing what?" Paige asked.

"They want to take your picture over there by the blown up beer can."

"What, like this? I'm naked."

"No you're not. You are completely covered with several coats of paint.
Besides, it's $500 and I'll give you $100 of that to get yourself some
clothes for court."

"I'm wearing the hat and glasses then."

"Okay, com'on."

"You'll do it? Great. Come over here for some makeup."

Now, professionally made-up, her hair combed out and her blonde ponytail
out the opening of the hat, she looked downright frisky. With her tall sexy
body painted up like a beer can, with deer antlers painted over her tits,
she was made to stand in front of a blown up version of the can she was
holding and the paint job she was sporting. She rested her weight on her
right leg while her left knee was slightly bent forward. Her right hand
rested as a fist on her right hip and her left hand held out the beer can
up and toward the camera.

"Hold very still, just like that. Don't move." The photographer ordered.
FLASH "The flash is reflecting off the glasses. Somebody?"

An assistant holding a reflector pulled her glasses.

"No." Paige said.

"Smile." The photographer said. FLASH, FLASH.

"I'll bet that one was it." The negotiator said to Stephanie. 

Then after a few more shots of different poses Stephanie walked with Paige
for a while down the beach.

"I wish I didn't have to take off the glasses." Paige bemoaned.

"You've got blonde hair for the first time in your life and you were
wearing a hat. Who's gonna recognize you? In fact, as your manager, I
wished there was better face recognition because one successful ad could
bring many more."

"I guess it wasn't so bad now that it is over with."

"That's the spirit. Ooops. I can't go any further. This is the end of the
nude beach, but go on and advertise; you're completely covered."

"No, I don't want to go on without you."

"I'll be waiting for you near here and I'll walk back with you. Okay?"

"But what if I see someone I know?"

"Who's gonna recognize you inside a beer can with that hat and those
sunglasses. Go on. Live a little."

"Maybe a little ways I guess."

"I'll be waiting over there."

Paige walked over a jetty and onto the regular beach and drew a lot of
stares. She decided to try Willy's approach and pretend she was invisible
even though the people would be looking at her painted body. People would
come up to her and look at the detail. She heard herself referred to in the
third person like, "She looks good enough to drink." But she kept on
walking as if she was not there and her body was mechanical.

Eventually she came upon a rowdy group of beer drinkers that tried to slow
her down to interact with her.

"Hey babe try my beer. Time for you to switch brands."

"Look at that can. Hey lady you've got quite a can on you."

"Now I'm ready for a tall one."

"Deer me, look at that rack. Hey lady can I touch your rack?"

Paige decided her adventure was over and started to head back.

"Hey lady where are you going. Can't we tap your keg first?"

"This a can of beer that could actually give me head." A guy said grabbing
his crotch.

"Hey lady, come back here. We're talking to you." The leader type said and
put a finger through her buttfloss. She dug in and lunged forward until a
couple of guys and a girl stood in her path.

Then the suit bottom was pulled down her legs by one of the drunken girls
and placed on her hat. "Look, this buck is a doe."

"Let's tap her kegs." Someone said and fingers started grabbing for her
tits and nipples while she tried to back up and keep her balance. Then
others started goosing her from behind causing her to stick her breasts and
pelvis out.

She didn't have enough hands to fight off all of the hands vying for a
piece of her flesh so she started insisting "No. Stop it. Please stop it.
No." And fell on her ass into the water at the shore's edge.

They watched and laughed as she cooled her butt in the water for a moment.
She pulled the suit bottom off of her hat and put it back on, but it did
little to hide her femininity as it became completely transparent when wet.
She tried to move past them scraping her butt along in the sand, and in the
process removing Willy's paint job there. They watched and laughed, but
mercifully let her go.

"Hey man, look at that white tailed deer go." One said watching her run
holding her breasts tight and her white ass jiggling.

"I got to get me some of that Buck Beer man."

"What happened to you?" Stephanie said as Paige finally stopped with her
hands on her knees to catch her breath. 

"I, hunh, hunh, was attacked. Hunh, hunh." 

"Who did this to you?"

"I don't know, just some drunks."

"Do you want me to get some authorities involved?"

"No, I just want to go home." Paige said weeping.

"Okay, come on. Let's go." Stephanie said walking beside her holding Paige
by her upper arms in each hand.

When they got to the tent a couple of workers came out to see what
happened.

"It sounds like she was swirled by some drunks." Stephanie explained. "We
want to go. Can we get paid for just the one hour?"

"Sure. I'm sorry that happened. Where did it happen?"

"Up past the jetty." Stephanie replied.

"Oh, we usually like to keep it in the nudist section where you are safe.
I'm sorry about the mix up. Here, you can choose anything under 50 bucks in
here that you like too."

Paige looked as Stephanie paged through the brochure and ended up selecting
a four-foot square scarf with the Buck Beer logo across it as everything
else for a woman was over 50 dollars.

In the car Paige wasn't talking so Stephanie said, "except for the
nastiness toward the end, did you have a good time?"

Kathy looked at Paige in the rearview mirror and saw that she was thinking
about it so she volunteered, "I had a good time. You're right, there is
nothing like a nude beach experience to learn a lot about yourself. Don't
you agree Ms. Turner?"

Paige thought about being tickled mentally and physically by Willy, the
scarf she was holding, and the $100 allowance toward some decent clothes in
time for court and replied, "Yeah, the nude beach part was okay I guess."

"Good." Stephanie said pleased.

"What was up with Paige tonight? Is she still worried about her court
date?" Rod said taking off his shirt. "I told her I would help her with
it."

"She had a bad experience at the beach that she doesn't want to talk
about." Stephanie said putting her bra in the hamper with her other clothes
she changed into after the beach.

"Will she be able to get over it? She is pretty darn sullen." Rod said
taking off his socks.

"I'd be able to get over it if it were me." Stephanie said putting her
underwear in the hamper and holding out her hand to her husband who had
fallen back on the bed wanting to get ready to sleep. "Hey, come with me
into the shower."

"UnnnUnnnUnh." He said as he got up and walked towards her like a reluctant
child. He tossed his drawers toward the hamper and followed her into the
shower.

"Golf tire you out that much?"

"I'm not tired any more." He said hugging his body up against the back of
hers.

"Is that a bar of soap I feel, or are you just glad to see me?"

Rod had her soapy and slippery in no time. "I'm glad to see the twins." He
said mauling her tits. Then, "I'm glad to see Tight Tessie too." He said
taking one hand down to her snatch. Then, "But most of all, I'm glad to see
you." He said turning her around and embracing her for a passionate kiss.

"This is a nice pole position." She said climbing on and straddling his
erection. "Tell me Sweetie, how does it look for my Barbie Doll in court?"

"First offense, extenuating circumstances, I could argue she needs a car to
look for work and so on. I can probably do it." He said pumping his cock
along her pussy crease.

"You know, we made some money on her today. Umm, ummm. If she got her
license and got a job, I'd lose my doll and a moneymaker all at once, and
you wouldn't have a chance to play with it either."

"You know Honey, � may I come in?" Stephanie took a hold of his cock and
aimed it for him and put her hands back on the wall behind him for the
ride. "Oommm good. You know, if you want to keep a bird close to its cage,
you clip its wings. Ooo you feel so good tonight."

"The problem comes, unh, when the wings, unh, grow back." Stephanie said
staying impaled and feeling full on Rod's thrusting cock.

"I had a short talk with her this morning, oh yeah, and she doesn't seem
that bitchy to me." Rod said straining every muscle along his neck, chest,
and stomach.

"That's because we have it over her now. Yes, oh yes. The bitch is still in
there. Oh god yes. It is just tamped down." Then she started to whimper.
"Lord save us from the day she gets back on top. It will be hell again."
Stephanie said and exploded in a body rocking orgasm. She rode her husband
until she couldn't take the intensity any longer and struggled to get free.

Once free she got down on one knee and stroked his cock unmercifully until
he bucked against her hands and shot his load and then joined her in a
cuddle down on the tile under the running water.

"What are you asking me to do?" He said.

"Oh what I want you to do isn't important. I expect you to do what's right.
I count on you to do that. It guides me in making my decisions. I'll just
let fate take its course. Fate has been good to me the last couple of
days."

"Somehow I don't see you letting fate determine everything about the
future."

"Maybe not. Let's go to bed."