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Alice smiled and sipped her tea as she listened. As the details unfolded she felt her body reacting. Her chair became uncomfortable and her clothes began to feel confining. She set her cup down and took a deep breath, "Now tell me the truth Lydia." She leaned in a whispered, "Did you really touch his cock?"
Her skin flushed red at the words. "I ...did, Alice."
"-and was it good? Was it, you know ...hard?" she giggled.
Her voice a low hush, "Oh yeah, he was! It was just hanging there, well, saluting me!" she giggled. "I was fascinated. Right there in the open not 20 feet from my husband he pulls out his," she glanced around, "...cock for me. It was so nice to look at, so honest."
"Honest?"
"Mm hm, yeah, in its reaction to me. No games. Just a man with a dick who wanted me to see how much I'd turned him on."
"Ohh ho wait. Wait a minute? What did you do to turn him on like that?"
"Ohh, well, um, I sort of, well left that part out. I kind of... flashed him?"
"You didn't!" Alice laughed in shock at her friend.
She giggled quietly, "Yeah, I did." She nodded.
"So... gimme the details!" she leaned in and picked up her cup of tea again, "Just what did you show him?"
"Well it just sort of happened. The opportunity presented itself and we were both secluded so I um... showed him my, uh I sort of flashed him ...my pussy."
She nearly coughed on her drink. "No way!?" Her body was warming again. She squirmed in her chair and knew her own pussy was getting a little damp.
"Well I was wearing that short lycra skirt, you know, the black one and a bright pink, very sheer thong. We were both kinda squatting on the floor together and my body just ...reacted. Before I knew it I was spreading my knees wide and letting him look up my skirt." Her mind drifted back and she smiled. "God he was mesmerized. Just glazed over staring down at my little pink pussy! Then later, after, he came round and gave me a little 'thank you' smile. So, then ...I did something a little later...?"
"Yeah?" Alice caught her breath as she realized she was sliding her hand along her thigh and shook her head to clear the erotic thoughts piling up.
Lydia bit her lip and leaned in closer, "I showed him my ass."
"Lydia!"
"Yeah, I know it was bad Alice, but you know I love letting men get little glimpses now and again?"
"Yeah, I know about your little fetishy exhibitionist streak!"
"You don't seem to mind hearing about the details." Lydia grinned.
"Well it's a major turn on when you tell me about it."
"But this was different Alice. I, I wanted him to... Oh god, I wanted him to, I don't know, talk to me, get to know me... Shit, I don't know what that means."
"It means you're getting worse! You're really turning into something bad. This behavior of yours..."
"No, this was different from casual flashing. This was ...god, this was both extreme and ...intimate. We just kinda clicked, I felt this need to show him ...more." She blushed and covered her mouth with her hand.
"So you've become anxious to show someone your bush now too?"
"Bush... yyyeah, well... sort of."
"What's that mean?" Alice asked cautiously.
Lydia lowered her head and scanned the room. Smiling, she pushed her chair back with a loud squeak. Seeing Alice's lip tremble she grinned, leaned forward and gathered her skirt. Pulling it up as she leaned back in her chair she showed her friend that she had no bush, just smooth hairless pink skin.
Her friend Alice whispered her shock as a red flush swam across her pale flesh. "...fuck."
Lydia put her skirt back in place and winked at the couple across the coffee bar. "There was a real connection between us; a recognition of, oh I don't know, kindred spirits? He's one of me! I swear if I had had the guts I would have leaned down and sucked him off right there. I really wanted to... I really..."
"You're turning into a slut Lydia."
"Oh, stop it! I'm frustrated! There's no sex going on in our place! Nothing! Just business discussions and late nights with my electric friend while he works on his business plans. But now I think I found something great that won't wreck my marriage!"
"Won't it?"
"I don't think so. I can't see this guy wanting anything more from me than sex. Like I said, we're kindred spirits."
"So you're definitely going back?"
"Oh, honey was there any doubt?"
"So do you think he might have ...let you, you know, suck him off?"
"Mmm, Alice that big piece of meat was ready and positively throbbing! I asked him if I could and he looked so into it."
Alice bit her lower lip and struggled to keep her hands out of her lap.
"I only got a tiny lick in before I lost my nerve. If I'd been there alone I would've gone home with a nice bellyful." She giggled again.
"Oh my god... Are you serious? You actually licked his cock? My god!" Alice's pale skin was blushing crimson as she smiled and drank her tea, "I gotta catch my breath! You think... You think he might..."
"What?"
"You think he might be into redheads?" she tossed her curls over her shoulder and laughed.
"Don't. Don't wreck this for me. This is a good thing Alice. If you jump on him it'd be, well it'd be like stealing my boyfriend!"
"-but you're married."
"So are you!" Lydia was growing angry.
"I don't see your point." She laughed and finished her drink. "It's not like he has to stay loyal to either of us? Oh Lyd' I'm just teasing!"
"Alice," Lydia leaned in close and whispered sternly, "Alice I can see how flushed you are, hell I can smell your steamy little slit from here. I know how turned on you're getting. Are you going to steer clear?"
"Sure Lyds, I'll steer clear. I mean it's not like I know where he is or anything. Oh, wait, no you said he works in that bookshop in the valley! Well, it's not like I need the sex... Hmmm? Well, hon' I gotta jet, picking up Scotty from soccer at 6. This has been a nice little talk."
Lydia watched Alice leave. She could still smell the arousal coming off her friend. She turned away and finished her coffee. "No. No you don't. Nobody's stealing my spare boyfriend!"
That night Lydia wore tiny terry cloth cotton shorts originally meant to cover-up a bikini and a pearl button bolero cut sweater, both sky blue, both skin tight. She wandered up and down the aisles of the shop in her black pumps and smiled innocently at the male customers who stared longingly at her well after she passed by.
She had arrived late in the evening and with each passing minute felt her sexual energy rising. During the closing announcement she made her way to the back and waited 'til the last customer had left. She busied herself browsing through a large illustrated version of the Kamasutra until they were alone. As he wander near to check on her she tugged the fabric of her shorts up between her cheeks and popped a few pearl buttons letting her chest bulge into view for him. She bent at the waist to replace the book on the lowest shelf. Her ass beamed in the lights of the closing bookshop.
"Lydia?"
She glanced up surprised that he knew her name. "You have me at a disadvantage sir?" She held the book to her chest and smiled, touching his lips with her fingertip. "I don't recall exchanging names with you."
"I looked you up from your husbands receipt. Lydia Browning, 1007 Royal Oak Drive. Big blue house in the middle of the block, you like to swim on the weekends."
She was smiling with very wide eyes. "You're a mind reader too?"
"Relax, I'm guessing, I google-earthed your address is all. I saw you have a pool so I guess you probably swim on the weekends. What brings you back tonight ...Mrs. Browning?"
Her face slowly curved into a large red open mouthed smile. She giggled, "What brings me back? Ha ha ha, what do you think...? Just lock the door and bring me your cock you sexy, silly man."
He did as he was told. He unzipped and then fished out his stiffening cock. As he wandered back towards the front he plucked a large travel book off the shelf and held it in front of his crotch just to be safe, but before he could touch the door it was pulled open. A woman stepped in looking very unhappy.
"Uh, we were just closing."
"I just need one thing I know where it is. My son needs it for school tomorrow."
He glanced back at Lydia who was grinning and nodding her head yes.
"Uh, sure, go ahead."
The woman hurried off to the literature section while Lydia watched and smiled. She quickly made a beeline for Carl at the front desk. "Just play along and get behind the counter." She whispered.
Carl watched as Lydia kneeled down and curled up below the register station. Sticking her long leg out towards Carl she pulled his cock gently towards her and began rubbing it on her cheeks and face.
Carl stiffened in several ways as the woman appeared before him with several paperbacks.
"What's the difference between these books?" She slapped down two paperbacks of Don Quixote, one smaller than the other.
Lydia puckered and pulled Carl's hips closer forcing his cock between her tight lips.
"Ahhh-ha! um, nothing. Nothing at all. Same book different publishers." He stammered.
The woman looked skeptical, "This one has more pages, how can it be the same book?"
"It's uh, it's just uh, dih, different size. Uhm, some folks like... some folks like to have a little something bigger to hold onto. It's uh, it's more uh... pleasurable for them!" he tried.
"That's crazy, why is it more expensive if it's the same book?"
"You get more paaa, ahum, more paper. And muh, muh..."
"What is wrong with you?" she demanded.
"I... uhhh we were closing. -and it's... uhnnn, it's really geh, getting close."
"Close to what?"
Carl gripped the counter, "Uhnn... it's... uh, uh..."
"Are you alright?"
Carl twitched his head slightly, "ut, uhhhhh... Muh MY oh my! ... I'm ...I'm fine. ...just fine."
"You don't look fine. Are you on the dope or something?"
"I'm just fine."
She stink-eyed him.
"...just fine."
Carl felt and heard a zipper.
"Got it!" Lydia shouted from under the counter. She stood up next to Carl and straightened her hair. "That should do it."
Carl stared in wonder at Lydia. She had cum smeared across one cheek and dripping off her lower lip. Her cotton tee was spattered and stained with it yet she smiled like a Nun selling rosaries.
"Hi." She smiled at the customer and licked her lips. "Mmm, that should do it. Try it now."
Carl rang a no-sale and the drawer popped open. "Perfect!" he pulled out the drawer and handed Lydia the thong panties underneath. "And there they are. I told you they'd turn up."
When they turned around the door was closing behind the woman as she stormed out.
Lydia giggled and ran her thumb along her cheek cleaning off a dollop of cum. She looked at the sticky digit and sucked it clean, "I should go."
He smiled, "You should go? You just got here."
"Mmm-hm. -and I got what I came for." she grinned.
He smiled again taking in the sight of her tight sexy body. Her tiny cotton shorts hiding nothing and staining a bit as they bit into her crotch. He wandered up and locked the door. As he returned he clicked off the lights. The shadows grew as they stood lit only by the lights outside. "You're kind of a mess."
She looked down at her top, spattered with cum. "Hmm, yeah this might be a little hard to explain to my fella back home."
He took her hand, "Tell you what..." he reached out and unbuttoned her top. "I think my ...girlfriend," he looked at her eyes to see her reaction, "might have a few things stashed at my place that would fit you." He took her top off and checked the size. Umm, hm. Why don't we drive over there and see?" He kneeled and tucked his fingers into her shorts.
Letting him take her shorts down her legs, she let out a long slow sigh. She stood there completely naked in the center of the empty store as he caressed her ass. She proudly let him stare at her body. "You wanna show me your place?" Lydia smiled.
He pulled his own shirt over his head, "I want to show you my everything." He smiled.

Outside Alice checked the display of her digital camera. "Naughty, naughty, Lyds! Someone could get hurt playing these games." She turned off the display and brought the camera back up to her eye.
Her breathing grew heavy as she watched the man unzipping his fly. He freed a stiff pink cock and as Lydia knelt before him again Alice found herself slipping her own hand down between her legs. Some of the action was captured before the car windows eventually steamed over and Alice was forced to drop the camera and concentrate on herself.
He held the door open for her, "Well take my bike. You'll love it."
Having dress again they wandered across the lot to his big Yamaha.
"Just hang on tight and lean into the curves." He advised.
"Mmm, I'm good at that." She smiled.
Before they got a block away from the shop she had his fly open and his dick in her hand. He didn't seem to mind a bit.
Leaning back he shouted to her. "Leave a little for yourself. I don't live that far away so I figure we'll have time to play!"
Pulling up to a busy intersection he made no move to hide what she was doing. He glanced over at a truck and the wide eyed driver checking out the girl stroking his cock shouted, "Well god damn! I need to get me one of those!"
"Only one there is." He answered back.
Lydia was busy smiling back at the girl on the other side of them admiring the thick cock she was gripping with both hands. They locked eyes for a second and both smiled.
The light changed and off they went.
He carried her up the short flight of stairs with his dick still bobbing in the air.
"I never knew booksellers were so passionate!" she giggled.
"We have our moments."
He let her fall a few inches to the bed and as she giggled and bounced he pulled his clothes off again. "That was the best ride I've had Lydia. I thought we'd fucked up for sure at that light, but people got off on it!"
"I know that I did." Lydia spread her legs and pulled her cotton shorts aside giving him access.
He leaned forward and slipped his cock into her. "Finally! I've been... uhhn, dreaming of this pussy ever since you showed it to me!
Lydia lost herself in the sex. It was good, as good as she thought it would be, but the best part was this odd connection she had with him. They were both into this game. -and good at it. She loved the way he calmly let her play with his cock on the way over, He moaned and panted as they drove along getting off on the exhibition of it all. The memory made her thrust up to his cock. Her climax built quickly and crested quietly, his followed soon after with a bit more volume.
She played with his hair while he rested. "I need to tell you something."
"I already know that you're married."
"Hmm, no not that. I have a friend."
"No, no Lydia I'm too tired, you've worn my poor ass out tonight."
She laughed, "No. Not WITH me! I have a friend, and I told her about, well, about last time."
He sat up. "Oh really?"
"Alice likes hearing about my little adventures."
He reached out and lifted her breast, "Is that what I am? One of your adventures?" He licked her nipple and kissed it.
"Mmmmm... no, you're not. You're wonnnnderful."
He traced a line down her belly to her smooth snatch. "So you were saying?"
"She wants to play. Ummm, I warned her off, but I think she may truh, um try something. Only, the thing is... Uh!"
He slipped a finger into her, "What?"
She spread her legs and raised her hips to meet his hand. "Okay don't be offended, but, Mmmm, Alice isn't like us."
"And what are we like?" he asked while gently twisting his fingers inside her.
"Ooooh, We like to play. We know we're playing. Ohhh, god. She doesn't. She could get hurt."
He pulled his hand away. "We could get hurt."
"Mmmmm," she moaned in disappointment, "Really? So are you in love with me?" Lydia smiled.
"You don't know me. I could be."
"I don't even know your name. Do you honestly think you could, or SHOULD, fall for a woman who screws men she doesn't even know?"
He licked his fingers, "My name is Martin." He moved over her.
"Okay Martin," she wrapped her arms around him, "I'm Lydia."
He positioned himself above her, "Nice to," he pressed inside her, "meat you!"
She threw her arms above her head and just let him fuck her. This time she came with a scream.

Later he pulled open a drawer. "How's this?" he tossed her a blue tee-shirt and a pair of cutoffs. "These are Jilly's. She won't miss them."
She looked at the cutoffs, "So you and this Jilly?"
"We're convenient. Does it matter?"
"No. I guess I just want to know you." she stepped into them, "She's a part of your life, I just..."
"Lydia?"
"I want to be a part of it ...too."
Pulling on his pants he stopped and looked her in the face. "Jilly isn't serious about me. I wish she were, but I think I'm pretty much a free agent unless she's in town."
"So you two have an ...open relationship?"
He pulled on a shirt and began tucking it in, "Open relationship? Sounds like a very 70s term."
Lydia blushed, "It is."
"Lydia. I'm sorry."
"Hey it's not like I was doing this in the 70s!"
He took her in his arms, "Hey, you're older than me, so what. I like it. I like what I see." He held her back and stared at her tits. "Mmm."
"Hmmm, good boy." She pushed away and pulled the tee-shirt over her head. She held it out and read the logo of the bookshop was printed across it. "So I won't get lost?" she grinned. "Okay, take me back to my car."
"Wait, tell me more about this, Alice person. You mean there's a woman out there who wants to come to my shop specifically for my cock?"
"Why not? I did."
"Lydia..." he grinned, "What should I do about your friend?"
"What do you want to do?" she smiled.
"I'm not putting out for the whole neighborhood Lydia."
"Good boy."
He growled and barked at her as he pulled on some shoes. "How should I play her if she comes around?" he asked.
"I don't think she really knows what this sort of thing is about. If you call her bluff she may well scamper back to her adoring family."
"You said, 'may', are you sure?"
"Absolutely, you pull him out she'll giggle and fly out the door. Then she'll tell me she rode you 'til sun-up just to make me crazy."
"-and if she doesn't run away?"
"Do what you like. You're a free agent remember?"
Martin grinned, "Okay, what does she look like?"
Lydia fell back on the bed and sighed. "She's my age, but dresses twenty years younger, granted she looks young, but not that young. I think her attempts to look like a high-school girl make her look like a sad old woman, but I'm biased."
"How are you biased?"
"I'm pissed off. Alice is pretty damn hot and she does look half her age. But seriously she shouldn't be playing these games, too much is at stake in her world, so, Martin, please."
"Here, stuff your clothes in this bag. Don't worry so much, I'll be good."
"That's what I'm worried about!"
He laughed, "Let's get you home."
She sat up on her knees to duck walk across the bed to him. Wrapping her arms around him she pulled him close and kissed him, "Can we take the bike?" she giggled and licked his mouth.
He unzipped his fly. "Only way to travel."
--more later.

Don't you just love these horny stories? They're fiction! Go out and behave yourself. People who act like this end up in a very bad way. Read away, it's harmless, but act like a responsible, real person and you'll get more and better sex! Leave the fiction on the page! ;) --RL