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SLUTWIFE SECRETARY – CHAPTER 5: MEETING JERRY’S WdeletedCHAPTER 5: MEETING JERRY’S WIFEAfter being fucked by Brian in his office, I was carrying my clothes in my arms as casually as ever. That was the established routine: to whatever extent of undressed I became in an office with the guys, I left their office that way. I could get dressed once I reached my own desk unless I was intercepted by one of the other guys, which did frequently happen. So, my only thought as I approached my reception desk was the remote possibility of someone coming in from outside the office until I got dressed. But that was part of the ‘fun’, according to the guys. And, I had to admit, the exhibitionist thrill of being caught was a thrill.I shrieked with surprise when I turned into the area of my desk. Sitting in one of the visitors waiting chairs was an attractive woman of maybe 49 years old, 5’ 5”, 140#, with shoulder length brown hair. I clutched my clothes to my body, shielding my bare tits but doing nothing to shield my exposed groin. She seemed startled by my shriek, but then laughed and rose from the chair and stepped toward me with her hand stretched out.“You have to be Carol Hogan.”I looked at her suspiciously. I don’t know her; I am sure of it. I took her hand in my own, my right tit now mostly exposed. “Yes, ma’am.”“Relax, dear. I’m Diana Mortensen. You came from the wrong side of the office to have come from my husband’s office.” I nodded numbly. The boss’ wife. He assured Bill and me that she knew about this arrangement, but I was still scared to death that the reality might be different for her. She took the clothes from my arm, the back of her hand raking across my erect nipple, dropped them on my reception desk, and took my arm like we were two friends strolling through a mall. “I assume my husband is in.” I nodded numbly, again.As I guided her down the short hall, Kevin approached his door, but quickly retreated when he caught sight of Mrs. Mortensen walking with a naked me. I knocked on Jerry’s open door, he looked up at me filling the doorway, “Yes, Carol?”I smiled at him and wondered how his wife was taking all of this. He didn’t even react to my being naked at his office door. “Your wife, sir.” I stepped back and she entered his office as he was rising and moving around his desk to greet her, giving her a sweet kiss on the lips.I started leaving and she called me back, “Actually, this involves you, dear.” Nervously, I entered the office and we both settled into the chairs in front of Jerry’s desk while he took his chair behind it. She looked at her husband and he looked back at her, a growing sense of confusion coming over his face. Diana reached over and touched my arm. “He didn’t say anything to you, did he?” Now, he knew what this was about and he apologized. “Oh, p*o, you always forget these things. That’s why I stopped in.” She looked at me, her eyes glancing down at my exposed tits. Then, she looked up at my face, again. “We want you and your husband … Bill, right? … to come to our home. I’ve been wanting to meet you two … oh, for quite a while … since Mexico, in fact.” She smiled at her husband.He picked it up, “Yes, and I apologize for my absentmindedness, Carol. We both very much want to get to know you and Bill better. This is a very unusual arrangement we have here and one Diana is supportive of.”She interjected, “Yes, supportive of, but I have been on the outside of both Mexico and now this, so far. Understand, dear, this is social, but … well … I believe Jerry has offered that we are not a couple who won’t experiment, if the situation is safe and right.”Jerry jumped in, “That’s what makes this so … awkward. I’ve been very careful … call me an old-fashioned manager, maybe … about how I interact with those who work for me. I just have this line I draw. Professional and social. Those that work for me stay on a professional level because if I have to make a tough decision about discipline or continued employment, it becomes complicated by social relationships.” He looked to his wife and back to me. “But, let’s face it, it is hard to think of your situation here as strictly professional.” He seemed to be searching my face for some reaction, then his eyes strayed down my body … how could they not when it has been so acceptable to blatantly inspect me?I spoke to Jerry, “Sir, I appreciate the separation you have established between professional and social. I am sure you have professional contacts that are social but that would be strategic for business reasons and the distinction is clear to me. I am honored that you feel you can cross that line of distinction with us.” I turned to look at both Diana and Jerry in turn, “There is an element here that I need to discuss with Bill. Diana, your words were, ‘this is social, but’.” I smiled at them and opened my hands to indicate my exposed, naked body. “None of us would pretend there wouldn’t be some amount of sexual undertone to getting together, even if not intentional.” Diana smiled; she was the one who offered the ‘but’. “You understand, sir, I would need to bring this to Bill, regardless. He is the one who would commit to your offer. But he also needs to be aware of the possibility of extending the boundaries he has established.”He jumped in, “Of course!” He looked to his wife.Diana partially turned in her chair to better face me. Her eyes became locked on my tits and she seemed to almost have to struggle to lift her gaze to my face. “I am glad you cut through the BS for us, dear. Because, even if I hadn’t consciously planned on anything more happening, you are right, there are clear undertones and now that it out … can I be frank?”“I am naked, ma’am, please be as frank as you wish.”She giggled. “Jerry and I are not prudes, my dear. With the life we have built, we have felt the need to be very careful, though. It was, though, why I encouraged Jerry to follow-through with that night in Mexico. I thought one of us might go outside our rigid existence for once. Then, when he was checking the backgrounds of secretary applicants and discovered who you were … I knew about that silly fantasy … this fantasy … so I said to go for it. And, here you are, letting him and them live out their fantasy.”I blushed, “It happened to fill fantasies for Bill and me, too.”“Yes, so I heard. I have been hearing second-hand about you since this started. That was part of the deal. It stayed out in the open, no secrets.” She looked at Jerry and I noticed him nod. She took a deep breath. “Frankness.” I nodded. “So, in reflection, you are probably right. I think I wanted to somehow feel … I don’t know … something exciting? Something different and more. Don’t get me wrong, dear, Jerry is a very loving man and our sex is good.”“But, he has me here and you …” She nodded and seemed very embarrassed.I stood up without embarrassment of my nakedness, “You two sit and talk, I’ll call Bill right now.”I left the door open as I stopped outside and heard her, “Oh, dear … did I say too much? I said too much didn’t I.”He responded immediately and reassuringly, “Honey, please, you’ll see. These are two of the most amazingly open and giving people you’ll ever meet. When we get together, and I know we will be, you can talk to her about everything. She’ll be very supportive, if you are open and honest.”“She said, she ‘would need to bring this to Bill, regardless’. Is she really submissive to him?” He must have nodded. “I’m so excited, Jerry. She sounds perfect for me to talk to.”Wow. I thought there might be a sexual interest involved with this invitation, and there might still be, but there is something more on her mind. I got hold of Bill in his rig and explained the invitation, the conversation we had, and my suspicions. He asked what I thought. I was the one who had the contact with Jerry. “I think there is something more behind Diana’s interest. I think she wants to talk to me about something and wants a safe place to get it out and discussed.” He said it was good. “And, if it is sexual?” He laughed and I understood. He has been pushing my boundaries in different directions, this would just be another.* * * * *When we pulled into the circular drive of the Mortensen house, I was taken aback. It was huge. We thought our little ranch home was nice. This place was probably three times as big and two stories. I looked at Bill as he put the pickup into park. He shrugged, “Well, let’s go see how the one percent live.”I was still sitting in place with my seatbelt fastened. I mumbled, “Maybe not the one percent. I bet within five percent, though.”He walked around the truck to open my door. I stepped down and looked around nervously. “I feel obscene in this outfit in this neighborhood.” I was wearing a transparent, floral, beach coverup over a tiny red bikini Bill handed me before we left. I had no idea where it came from.“More obscene than at the office?” I giggled, maybe not. The truth was, though, Bill was fully dressed and had his swimsuit in the bag with other items we might need after the swimming.Before we get to the front door, it opened. Diana stepped out and she was fully clothed, too. She embraced me as though we were the best of friends. I melted into her body hoping that thought will become true. I pulled away from her and asked, “Why am I the only one almost naked?”She laughed as she took a step toward Bill, “Because I heard Bill has recently told you it should be a crime not to exhibit that body. And, I agree. I am not bi-sexual, dear … at least not yet … but I thought I might have drooled when I saw you in the office the other day.” She turned her attention to Bill, “And, you have to be Bill.” She shocked Bill by walking right up to him, throwing her arms around him, and embracing him tightly.“Let the man at least come into the house, Diana.” I turned to find Jerry standing in the open door. He started laughing. Diana stepped back from Bill and was blushing a deep red. She lowered her head and brushed some strands of hair behind her ear, but her blush was obvious to us all. “She’s been looking forward to meeting you guys for quite a while.” Jerry was striding out and extended his hand to Bill. “I am very pleased to finally meet you in person, Bill. Please, come inside.”As I passed Jerry, he added, “Glad canlı bahis that suit fit, Carol. I guessed at the size.”“Fits?” I laughed as I opened the coverup, which was basically a very thin robe. “It just covers my nipples.”Diana walked past while patting my butt, which was bare with only a string between my ass cheeks. “You’re exaggerating slightly, dear.”Bill went by after her smiling widely, “But, only slightly.”I shook my head and followed Bill. Jerry, taking up the rear, felt up mine all the way into the house and to the family room in back where we saw the pool and built-in grilling setup off the patio. The house was as amazing inside as it appeared to be on the outside.They showed us around the house. It was beautiful and large. The upstairs had the master-suite, of course, and two other bedroom that didn’t appear to be used but rarely. There was also a small library on that floor and consisted almost entirely of fiction. The library downstairs had a wide assortment of books including a lot of non-fiction.Throughout the tour, both Bill and Jerry reminded me of my lack of clothes with frequent touches and feels of my body. It wasn’t that they were trying to be sly about it, either. While Diana watched, Jerry comfortably slipped a hand into my coverup to fondle a tit or stroke my ass. Finally, I thought, Diana rolled her eyes at the display and walked up to me. I thought she was going to provide some shielding for me from the men, though the playfulness wasn’t particularly unwanted. Instead, though, she untied the cover and removed it from me.She turned to the men with her own playfulness, “There, I don’t know why either of you didn’t just do that a long time ago.” With that she slipped a finger between my legs and moaned. She moaned; I was surprised. She took my arm and pulled me away from the men saying, “Come with me. There is something I need to discuss with you and if I don’t do it now, I might not.”In Jerry’s office, I had the sense that there was something more than just meeting us or possibly sex that was of interest to Diana. The guys followed us back downstairs. Diana held me back as the guys walked through the family room and onto the patio. They seemed to be busy with something, but it turned out to merely be getting some beers. Diana led me to one of the sofas. I noticed the men looking our way and Jerry saying something that made Bill pay closer attention to Jerry. Then, they settled comfortably on chairs and began their own conversation.“What are they talking about, do you suppose?” I asked from real curiosity. Afterall, it wasn’t like the two men really knew each other or would probably have that much in common. I mentioned that curiosity to Diana.When she didn’t reply, I looked her way and found her looking down at her hands in her lap. She finally looked up. “They are probably talking about the same thing I want to talk to you about. And, by the way, in a sense they have quite a lot in common on one very important level.” She took a deep breath, then, “Carol, would you share with me exactly how you and Bill got into your life-style? I mean where you are submissive to him and … well … and how you are comfortable being with those other men and … really … how he is so comfortable.”I smiled at her and took her hands into my own. She was shaking. I held her hands tighter and in a soft, reassuring voice described the long, convoluted process we had taken from sharing fantasies, roleplaying, and the decision. I concluded with, “It was really Jerry’s absurd proposal for employment that gave us the final push. It was the kind of thing that we had talked around for years. But Jerry’s question made us stop and face it openly and honestly. Up to that moment we hadn’t had the courage to seriously approach the other about it. Bill just respect me too much to want to take the chance of offending me.”She scooted closer to me, our thighs were partially touching. She was wearing a flowing sun-dress with built-in bosom support and spaghetti straps. I felt her bare thigh against mine, but pushed the thought out of my mind.“That’s pretty much what Jerry seemed to think.” She paused. “You roleplayed … you enjoyed that? Bill enjoyed it?” I nodded. “It was something you always wanted, wasn’t it? Deep down you really wished Bill would be in charge, just take control, control your body and you …” I nodded, but I wasn’t sure she was asking me, any longer. “It’s exciting to play with, to act out … but it is a big step … it changes everything.” I was pretty sure she wasn’t talking to me, any more. I still nodded, though. Then she looked up, her eyes were different, as if they were far more intense and focused. “The men … the other men … he tells you to be with them … he approves and wants you to …” I nodded. “You’ve always had a healthy sexual appetite; you just never had the opportunity to …” Her hand was on my bare thigh. “How many men now? Different men?”It was almost a demand for an answer. “Eight different men … no, nine now.” I remembered the photographer. “No, ten.” I forgot the IT guy, Wesley. I smiled, “Two were only blowjobs.”She watched me. “Only blowjobs. So casual … ‘two were only blowjobs’ … eight were …” She looked at me, “What do you call it, Carol? Do you make love to them? Have sex? Go to bed? What?”I looked into her eyes. I took her hand and moved it to a tit. Her fingers and hand fondled it, maybe without thinking. “I fuck them, Diana.” I thought about the next part of my answer. If I was following what was happening correctly, “Diana, when you are with other men, beside Jerry, you fuck. It is just sex. It is not love and generally isn’t emotionally involved. It’s just fucking.”She looked at her hand on my tit, as if she just realized what she was doing. She continued watching her hand on my tit. “Fucking. Just sex. It sounds exciting … wanton … slutty.”I turned partially to her and slid my hand up her thigh, under her skirt. “Very slutty. But that is what it is. If you are his submissive slut …” I reached her panties. The gusset was soaking wet. “A submissive slut obeys; she does what her man wants … with whomever he wants.” My finger slid over her cunt lips under the thin material of her panties. “You’ve given yourself to him so he can do it. Fucking other men … but not worrying about it … he wants you to … he tells you to.”She shivered and fell into my side and gasped, “Carol … can you … I need … can you make me cum? Please?”I laid her back on the sofa, pushed up her skirt and pulled her panties down and off her. I threw one leg over the top of the sofa and the other off to the side, her foot on the floor. I got on my knees between her splayed legs and lowered my mouth to her cunt. Her cunt was bald like I am keeping mine. My first cunt to pleasure. She smelled wonderful and my tongue shot out, licking the folds of her lips. I used two fingers to open her cunt up and I breathed in her scent, rubbed my nose over her slit and grazed her clit. She shivered at the touch and gasped. Her breath was already ragged, gasping as my tongue explored between her lips to her gaping hole. She was seeping her love juice … her sex juice, if this wasn’t love. It wasn’t making love, this was sex, and I love the taste, the smell, and the feel of her cunt. I knew instantly that I would eat cunt when I had the chance and, maybe, that would be Diana. As I licked, sucked her clit and lips, and probed with my tongue, I knew she was talking to herself, debating with herself, but she needed to get this out of the way, too. She needed another form of sex, something that wasn’t Jerry, to know if doing something more was really right.When she came, her thighs closed around my head, her hands on my head holding my mouth to her sex. Her juices flowed freely from her cunt and I sucked into my mouth what I could. It was heaven.I alternated between soft licks and kisses over her open cunt. Then, I felt her hands gently lifting my head up. I lifted my head, but she continued to pull until I was lying on top of her. I looked into her eyes and lowered my mouth to hers. Her tongue came out and probed into my mouth.She spoked, first, “That’s what I taste like?” I nodded. “You know what?” I waited, “I like it. You’ve never done that before?” I shook my head. “You’re very good.” She kissed me, again.I follow her back upstairs to their bedroom and large walk-in closet. She rummages through her dresser and pulls out a bikini. It is not a wicked weasel like the one Jerry picked out for me, but it is small and the material thin. Definitely not something a 49 year old might normally wear. She chuckled as she brought it out into the main bedroom, as if she had read my mind. “Yes, Jerry bought it for me. It was actually one of the suits he talked me into wearing when we were in Mexico.” She turned her back to me. It exposed the zipper to the sundress, a move all women understand. She looked at me a little nervously as she slid the straps off her shoulders. “We began experimenting more heavily back then … away from home and all that. As Jerry came back from those dances with you, I think he was teasing me to flirt. Instead, I encouraged him.” She slid the dress off her tits and over her hips. Holding a strap, she let the dress fall, and stepped out of it. She tossed it on the bed and stood naked in front of me. She blushed deeply, then shot her hand up to her mouth and gasped, “My panties are down on the floor.”I laughed, “It will give the guys something to think about if they find them. They’ll know they aren’t mine.” I stepped up to her and put my hands on her upper arms, lightly stroking them. “Downstairs, just now, you weren’t asking me questions as much as talking to yourself about issues in your mind, weren’t you?” She nodded. “Does Jerry know about those questions and desires you are wrestling with?”We were almost the same height; she was maybe an inch shorter. “Yes. We talked some before Mexico, which was what had us go down. Jerry going off with you that night was a surprise. It confused me. I thought our talks were about me. That night derailed what we had been teasing each other about.” She looked at me, her eyes wandering to my chest. I smiled at her and moved my hands from her shoulders to the back of my neck to untie the tie there, bahis siteleri then behind my back. The almost nothing covering dropped to the floor softly. Her eyes looked up at mine, but her hands moved to my tits. Touching my tits lowered her eyes to watch her hands and fingers softly roam over my melons. “You have marvelous boobs.” I told her Bill likes to call them ‘tits’. “Tits.” She shivered. The word had the same effect on me, too. “I bet men love to get their hands on them, to see them.” I smiled. She was diverting. “Diana … what happened after Mexico?”Her gaze was lower now. Her fingers pulled the ties at the sides of my hips. I parted my legs and that mini-piece of material fell to the floor. She looked up at me and asked, “What am I doing, Carol? I’ve never …”I leaned toward her, touched the side of her face with my fingers, and softly kissed her on the lips. My fingers went to her tits. The nipples were as hard as mine were. Her tits were probably C cups, nicely proportioned to her body. I kissed each nipple, taking each between my lips and sucking … only a suck or two. She gasped and held my head.“You have a beautiful body, Diana.”“Not like yours.”I chuckled, “No woman is really happy with her body. You see my tits as something better, maybe. I have seen them as something that caused me trouble, teasing, impossible for men and women not to judge me by. Your body is beautifully proportioned, Diana.”“You said ‘caused’ as in before.” She studied my face. “Not now?”I smiled. “I committed my body to Bill now. He likes to flaunt it, to tease other men, to use it to embarrass me, exhibit me. He knows how men will think of me with these melons and it is what he wants. He puts me into situations to be used. USED, Diana. Like at the office … his friends … they use me … I’m an object to fuck or to suck them off. These tits help them think of me that way.”“And, you like it … being used … Bill directing you to men to use you.”I kissed her, again, harder this time. We each were teasing each other’s nipples. “I love it and it’s what Bill desire, too. It fulfills me in both the sex but also in pleasing Bill.” She kissed me. I asked her, “You understand, don’t you? You haven’t experienced it … not yet … but you understand the feeling.” She nodded. I broke our touching and pulled the covers down the bed boldly. She watched me, her hands now fondling her own tits. I knelt on the bed and put my hand out to her. She took it and crawled up next to me. I kissed her harder. I looked into her eyes, “Tell me now what happened after Mexico.”She blushed as she laid back and pulled me alongside her so my right tit was mashed into her body. The fingers of my right hand lightly trailed up and down her body. She sighed, her eyes studying mine, probing deeply into me.“I was confused. I was happy for Jerry. He experienced something new, mostly at my insistence, but it derailed us, as I said. I questioned if we understood each other. Don’t misunderstand, I never loved Jerry less and he never loved me less, but … after all our musings about our inner-selves, did we understand what each other was saying?”I kissed her nipple and her hand lightly stroked my long hair. I guessed that she needed to have her anxiety diverted to let her mind open and her body seemed an opportunity to that.“Jerry is a very perceptive man, though. He saw what was happening but he also was quite taken by the experience … with you. You said Bill respected you too much to push. Jerry is the same.” She pulled my face off her nipple so she could look at me and pleaded, “Will you please make love to me, again?”I reached up and kissed her on the lips, then, “You need to get this out, Diana. This is a reason you wanted us to come, isn’t it?” She nodded. “You have your own desires and wishes and needs that you need to express to someone.” She nodded.“We’ve been married for 25 years and all that time I have been very happy. Jerry is a wonderful man and husband. Our relationship actually sounds like yours. There was so much respect and devotion from the very first moment we started. I honestly think we tried to express ourselves, but it meant such a change between us.”“Just like what Bill and I encountered.”She nodded and chuckled, “We didn’t have someone giving us a crazy proposition to create the opportunity, but we had you accepting that crazy proposition. It got me thinking about what we were doing … or not doing. As I said, Jerry is very perceptive … eventually, sometimes. But he did finally see it and added it all together to come up with the right answer, but …”“The idea was too bold for him to take the first step and you were too timid to ask for it …” She nodded. I kissed her nose, “How long have you known?”She blushed, “Really known? Not that long, really. Oh, I suspected and I wanted to know, but … how would you really know such a thing without help, without someone putting it in front of you to see what it is?” I asked, so? “You. Jerry was confronted by you … and Bill. Your rules. The way you acted in the office … so submissively … to all the men. You were so willing and eager. You worked hard at the job and were selfless with the men. You fucked or sucked at their will. You endured humiliation and exposure around the office. He saw how excited it made you, how much you enjoyed it. When he asked you about it, he said you simply said ‘it would please Bill’.”I sensed we were getting to the end. I slipped fingers down her body and over her mound. She parted her legs automatically. My fingers slipped over her slit and parted her lips. She was dripping wet still. “So, you talked about it and not just about it being me?”She nodded. Her hand pressed mine at her cunt and I slipped a finger inside her. She moaned. “Yes, we talked. How do we know for sure, Carol? How were you so certain?”I slipped a second finger into her. I thought I heard something at the open door. I glanced back but didn’t see anything or anyone. I refocused on Diana. “We experimented. That was the roleplaying. I think we had really known for quite a while, but were waiting for the other one to declare it or to take control. For us, Bill took control as we discussed Jerry’s proposition.”She pulled my head to hers and kissed me. She gasped out, “Roleplay.”“Yes. You can feel it … he can feel it. But, if it isn’t right for you, you can to be honest with him and yourself. I think you are like me; this is something you are needing more than him.” She nodded. All talking was over. Our mouths mashed together, tongues exploring. We both gasped at the need and hunger.I start moving my mouth down her body to her cunt, ready to eat her, again. She stopped me, “Jerry said you are a masterful cocksucker and I know you are an equally masterful pussy eater. Can you teach me to eat pussy, too?”I kissed her stomach, “I don’t think there is any ‘teaching’ involved. You do what you know you like and pay attention to the response.” I watch her. Her face was lusting. “You ready?” She nodded. I swung my legs over her and wiggle my cunt back to her head. I looked between our bodies and she looked at me with a huge smile on her face. “So, you think you might want to be a submissive slut?” She nodded with that glazed, hungry look of demanding sexual need. “Then eat that cunt over your mouth and make sure I orgasm.” With that I lowered my mouth to her cunt. We both gasped and moaned at the touch of the other’s tongue and lips.She did a wonderful job. We dressed in our respective suits and I suggested we not wash our faces or mouths but go downstairs to kiss our husbands. She blushed but didn’t argue.As we went out to the pool to get wet, I pulled Bill to the side. I told him I was right about Diana having something to talk about. He looked at me with a curious look and I nodded, adding that she needed to have some experiences to weigh her thoughts. He smiled.Diana and I didn’t really swim or play in the water. We floated and continued our talk. She was very curious now about how Bill treated me now that I had submitted to him. Just then, Bill called me. I told her to watch.I climbed out of the pool and went to Bill who was lying on a lounge chair next to Jerry. Diana came along with me. “Yes, sir? Do you need something from me, sir?”He smiled, his eyes riveted to my tits, then my cunt. “I told you, Jerry. Except for the color, that suit almost disappears.” I looked down and saw my nipples clearly defined and my cunt lips equally prominent. He smiled at my blush, “In fact, I think Jerry and I need another beer.”“Yes, sir.” I went to the outdoor frig and took out two more beers, handing one to Diana for Jerry. She touched my arm and asked if he always treated me like a slave. “Slave? Oh, no. I’m his but not his property. There’s a huge difference, Diana. He knows I want to please him and do things for him. I want to do those things; they make me happy to do them. A slave does things because she has to, she doesn’t have the will. Submission is willful … I choose to be one. A slave isn’t willful, she must or be punished.”“I notice you say ‘sir’ a lot.”“Respect for him. I am his slut … submissive slut. He is ‘sir’. I am whatever he wants to call me … ‘slut’, ‘cunt’, ‘bitch’, or Carol.”She looked at the guys and back to me, “Isn’t that demeaning?”I smiled, “It was what was so hard for Bill to initiate any of this. Like you said about Jerry, he had so much respect for me. But, remember … I probably wanted this more than he did as a result. To make me happy, he accepted my submission to him.” She was nodding as we returned with the beers.I handed the beer to Bill, “Sir.” I was surprised and intrigued when I heard Diana say, “Your beer, sir.”I smiled at Bill and turned to the pool, but was stopped by Bill. “Carol, I think we’ve determined that suit doesn’t hide anything of your body. At a beach or resort, you might have to leave it on, but not here. Take it off.”I heard Diana gasp, but I immediately pulled the ties holding it together. Diana had turned back to the pool after the two little pieces of my suite fell to the ground when I saw Bill motion to Jerry who looked nervous, but found his voice. “Diana.” She stopped and turned. “Is it being a good hostess for your guest to be the only one naked?” She gulped and her eyes went wide. bahis şirketleri It might have been one thing to be naked in the pool with Jerry or naked with me, a woman, but to be naked in front of another man …I whispered to her, “Don’t make him wait too long.”She reached behind her to unclasp the top, “Yes … sir …” She pushed the bottoms down and hurried to the pool. “My God … I can’t believe I did that in front of Bill.” I asked her if it was exciting. “God, yes. If we weren’t already in the water, I’d be dripping anyway.”I chuckled, then, “But, did you notice the difference?” She furrowed her eyebrows at me. I explained, “Bill told me to strip. Jerry put the suggestion to you. Bill gave me a clear statement. Jerry gave you a question for you to consider.” She nodded as she looked back at the men who were still watching us. They were talking, too. “Think about the difference and what that would mean to you. How would it feel to be TOLD to get undressed in front of another man?” The wheels were turning inside her now.Jerry called out, “Ladies, we’re going to start the grill.”Diana climbed out of the pool and I followed, “I’ll help you.”We both stopped where we had dropped out suits, but Bill stopped us with, “Wait, ladies. Jerry, don’t you think having them stay naked would be better?” He agreed, of course. Jerry was enjoying following Bill’s lead. And it was definitely having an effect on Diana.In the kitchen, Diana blurted out, “What a turn-on. Does this excite you as much as me? I suppose not given how much exposure you have a work.”I chuckled, “And at home in general and in front of his friends. But you are right that at first it was extremely exciting. I still get embarrassed, but I am getting more used to situations when I find myself exposed. It never stops being exciting, though.”We stayed naked through the preparation of dinner and eating it. It was a little more exciting for me to see the reaction of Diana, especially with Bill watching her closely. Then, Bill brought up for discussion something he hadn’t mentioned to me before.“Jerry, I’d like your opinion about something regarding Carol since you have experience with her.” He nodded and I looked on nervously. Diana watched very curiously. Her nipples hadn’t lost their hardness since we had become naked for the guys. “It seems to me that it could be an excellent slut learning experience to be on an arousal edge for an extended time. I have been considering perhaps having Carol purchase a vibrating egg and maybe some Ben Wa balls to use in the office when the men aren’t using her.” He glanced at me, then Diana. I think Diana was blushing more than I was. Then, he looked to Jerry.Jerry smiled and considered me briefly but watched his own wife more as he answered, “It sounds like an idea with merit, Bill. But you tell me something I have been wondering, can a slut be used too much?”Bill laughed, “I have wondered the same thing. Did you know that Carol has now been with … 10 men, dear? … yes, I think 10 different men. Not all at once, of course. Tell me dear, what is the number you have been fucked by in one day?” I heard Diana gasp and saw her blush deeper.“Sir, I believe it was those days when I had been used by all the guys in the office and then you and Jimmy took your pleasure with me that night. Six, sir.” I was, of course, not mentioning Tucker who also licked me while Bill and Jimmy recovered that night.Bill looked at Jerry, “I think Carol wants more and I have thought about a gangbang for her but it would have to be more than six, then. But, to answer your question … it seems the more cock she gets, the more she can take. What do you think, dear?”“Yes, sir, it seems to be as you said.” He watched me. He wanted me to elaborate. “Sir, to illustrate … it used to seem that if I fucked you two or three time in a night, it was a lot. Now, of course, that could happen before lunch, then again in the afternoon, and at night.”Bill turned his attention to Diana, “Do you have an opinion on the subject, Diana?” She shook her heard nervously and kept her head down. “Look at me, Diana.” She raised her head, glancing at Jerry, then her attention on Bill. “You have a beautiful body.” He paused, letting her consider what this man who wasn’t her husband was saying about her. “I am sure your husband finds your body very sexy and arousing. I know I would … I know I do, in fact.” She continued to blush. “So, tell me honestly, how many times being fucked would seem like a lot to you?”She mumbled something none of us could hear. Jerry’s voice took over, “Speak up, dear. It’s a simple question Carol answered clearly.” His voice was in control and it cause Diana to look at him differently.Finally, she looked at both of them, “Sir, I think twice.”Bill started to respond, but Jerry was on top of it now. “Twice what, dear?”“Twice … with you … twice being … twice … fucking.” Jerry smiled and she weakly returned it. Watching them it was like something clicking between them. I looked at Bill and we shared an understanding.Diana and I cleared the table as Jerry led Bill into the family room. I saw them in discussion, frequently looking in our direction. They were up to something … or, Bill was up to something following my comment to lead Jerry. When we came into the family room, Jerry announced to Bill, “You know how I feel about your wife’s body, especially her large, saggy tits.” Bill nodded as he looked at me, “They are nice, aren’t they? Tell me, Jerry, have you fucked them, yet?” Jerry looked confused. “You need some lubrication so bring some to have it handy. Lube up your cock and her tits, squeeze them together and fuck them.” Bill was watching me. “It has an added bonus, Jerry. When you cum, a good spurt will land on her face. You like that, don’t you, Carol?”“Of course, sir. You’ve told me it is an honor to wear your cum so I am pleased to be able to.” Diana was shocked, but her breathing was ragged. I could tell that the shock had nothing to limit her excitement.“Bill, would you do me the favor of appraising my wife, then?” I thought Diana was shocked before, but now … Then Jerry said firmly, “Dear, come stand in front of Bill so he can see your body closely.”I leaned close to her and whispered, “If you think this is what you want, react quickly and remember to say ‘sir’.” She did. She moved to stand directly in front of Bill.“Like this, sir?” Bill and Jerry both smiled.Bill had Diana turn slowly, open her legs, lift her tits. Bill gave a gentle commentary, speaking very complimentary about her. Finishing with, “Diana, you are a vision. I love your body, the kind of body any man would enjoy.” She blushed, again.But Bill was far from done and the anticipatory smile on Jerry’s face told me they had more planned for Diana. Bill looked at each of us, “You know, ladies, you two running around naked all this time has been terribly teasing for Jerry and me. Your teasing has caused us some level of … discomfort … intense arousal. I don’t think that is fair to us.” Diana looked confused. It was they who wanted us naked. I saw through Bill’s playing with the words, but let Diana fuss in her mind. Bill was leading this to have us give them a blowjob in front of each other. So, I played along and moved to Bill.“Our apologies, sir.” I unfastened his slacks, “Let us take care of this for you, sir.” I said ‘our’ to influence Diana. She saw me and heard me, hesitated, and moved to her husband, certainly intimidated at doing so in front of Bill. Once his slacks were open, I removed his shoes, socks, and pants before taking my place between his knees. I licked his hard cock and glanced at Diana who was trying to catch up with me. She was looking nervously at Jerry but he was only smiling at her. When she saw that, she seemed to relax and found her own voice.“Sir … may I relieve you of the discomfort we caused you?” He smiled at her and stroked her cheek“I love you, Diana. And, yes, you may. I would like that very much.” She smiled broadly as her mouth descended to his cock.We had been sucking the guys for several minutes. I knew Bill was rigid and enjoying what I was doing for him and I could hear moans from Jerry. Then, I felt a touch on my cheek and I looked up at Bill. He jerked his head to the side where Jerry and Diana were. I didn’t understand at first, but then he pointed at me, then Jerry. I smiled and nodded. He was going to push Diana another step.I pulled off Bill’s cock and moved to the other side of Diana, then pushed my way in front of Jerry, thus pushing her toward Bill who was sitting next to them. She looked at me, Jerry, then Bill. I was watching her out of the corner of my eyes as I began sucking Jerry with energy. I don’t know what Jerry did while I was watching Diana, but she moved slightly to the side in front of Bill. She looked up at him, then reached out with her hand to take his hard cock, moved between his legs and engulfed his cock into her mouth. Before long, she was oblivious to any of us but the cock in her mouth. Bill’s moans attested to the enjoyment he was feeling from her.Then, Jerry tapped me. I looked up and he encouraged me back. He pointed underneath Diana and I took my new place between her legs, my head raised to reach her cunt. Jerry slipped a throw pillow under my head and I relaxed to begin devouring her cunt for the third time today. Then, I felt Jerry straddling my legs and found his cock sliding over my chin as he sought his wife’s cunt hole. I reached up, took his cock, and guided it into her hole. She gasped and cried out; the sounds muffled by the Bill’s cockThe three of them came at about the same time. Bill and Jerry flooding her mouth and cunt. Diana cried out with a massive orgasm, undoubtedly aided by having a new man in her mouth.When we were leaving later, Bill didn’t allow me to even put the Wicked Weasel or the cover-up on for the ride home. It was dark, but most of the drive would be city driving with street lights. We were outside the front door. I was still naked, of course. Diana had put on a light robe while Bill and Jerry dressed, again. I did have the feeling she would be undressed pretty quickly after we left.Diana hugged me tightly as the guys shook hands. “Thank you, Carol. You’ve helped me a lot. I think I know how to look at all this now.” She pinched my nipples and smiled. “I do love your breasts … tits. I wouldn’t be surprised if Jerry doesn’t try tit-fucking you some day.” We laughed.* * CHAPTER 6: TUCKER will follow * * Thanks for reading

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