Girlfriend Agrees to go Topless

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Lisa wraps her panties around her wrist then gets off her knees and sits. The back door opens and bangs closed. Her boyfriend appears in the kitchen doorway.

“Hey, man, did you get everything?” Evan asks.

“Yeah, I think so.”

Alan leaves the shopping bags on the counter and approaches. Lisa tugs her robe closed tighter. Her boyfriend is looking at her, frowning a little.

“Hey – what’s up?” he asks softly.

Lisa’s blush fires up.

“I’ll let you guys talk,” Evan says, giving Lisa’s knee a squeeze as he gets up. He pats Alan’s shoulder in passing.

Alan approaches and sits on the end of the couch. He swallows. “Did he have sex with you?”

Lisa nods. “Yes, Alan. It just kind of happened…. It felt so natural.”

“Natural?” Alan swallows again, his throat seemingly dry.

Lisa reaches for his hand and intertwines fingers. “He really needed to, Alan…. He even said he had that blue balls thing. But that’s because I was teasing them so much yesterday.”

“Yeah, but they were the ones tickling you all the time. It wasn’t just you teasing.” Alan looks over his shoulder to where Evan went out the back. “So, where did it happen? Did he take you to his bed?”

“No – it was right here…. I’m still sitting in it.” Lisa has a look down between her legs and takes her panties from her wrist to bunch beneath her. “It’s amazing how wet I am from him. That must be because of blue balls, huh?”

Alan is craning his neck, trying to see. “But are you okay, baby?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. I’m just leaking semen – way more than usual…. I could really feel it, though, Alan. It was so interesting having a different one in me. His is a bit thicker than yours, and when he was cumming it really jumped. I felt it throb about six times so powerfully and he was sort of grunting when that was happening…. It was just so different and exciting.” Lisa stands and wipes her pussy with her panties. There’s a creamy wet spot on the couch.

“Aw shit, is that it?” Alan asks, frowning and examining the puddle.

“I know. It’s amazing how much he must have had all built up. He must have really needed a release…. He said he did.”

“He said that?”

“Uh huh….” Lisa cuddles close. “He said the only way to release properly when you have blue balls is inside a woman. Which sounds perfectly reasonable to me, Alan…. I hope he feels satisfied for a while now.”

Alan strokes Lisa’s hair. “But this doesn’t mean anything, right? It doesn’t change anything between us?” ………

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“Mmm – let Jeremy play with me for a while, okay?”

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Jeremy spent a while taking his photos. Robbie and Tamika walked and returned when he had finished. Robbie went into the bushes to go to the toilet and when he came back he found Jeremy taking some shots of Tamika. She had her dress undone and was holding it open, showing her little tits. She blushed as she met Robbie’s eyes. Jeremy knelt to take a few shots from down low, looking up. Tamika gathered the hem of her dress and held it out so he could see in underneath. “Can you see it properly like that?” she asked sweetly. “Should I open my legs?”

Jeremy was clicking away. Tamika leaned with a foot on the sidestep of the 4WD. With that leg bent up, she allowed it to sway aside as she held her dress up above her waist. Jeremy zoomed in for a close up of her pussy. She bit down on her grin as she looked to her husband.

Jeremy smiled as he snapped more shots. “This is very naughty. I think you will need to be spanked again tonight.”

“Okay,” Tamika uttered. “You can spank me again if you want….”

When she got in onto the older man’s lap for the drive home, she left her dress open and deliberately lifted the back so she was sitting on him with her bottom bare. Tamika looked to Jeremy. He was grinning. His hand was upon her waist. She took his hand and, holding her husband’s gaze, she put it into her dress and pressed it over her breast.

Jeremy’s hand immediately began to move beneath her dress, feeling her and squeezing her nipple. She kept watching her husband as he continually glanced across at what Jeremy was doing.

“Slow down a bit, Robbie. Let’s not get to the main road too quickly,” Tamika uttered. “Let Jeremy play with me for a while, okay?”

“Okay,” Robbie answered, gulping.

“Well I need some more room,” Jeremy said to Tamika. “It’s at the wrong angle under there.”

“I’ll do it…” Tamika lifted, and the guy tried to reposition his penis in his trousers. “Let me,” she said, meeting Robbie’s eyes again as she felt beneath her bottom. “I’ll just put it where I won’t sit on it,” she went on teasingly, and she unzipped Jeremy’s pants and felt for the buttons of his boxers. She undid them and found his shaft. It was hot in her hand, though not completely stiff yet. She pulled it out, making him groan approvingly.

“Careful,” he warned playfully.

Tamika giggled. “Just trust me,” she said, and she positioned it between her upper-thighs as she sat down. “There – that should be safe from getting squashed.”

Robbie had slowed the vehicle to a crawl. He was watching Tamika’s lap mostly. He could see the head of Jeremy’s penis tenting her dress there. “So it’s not inside you?” he checked with his wife.

“No – just here between my legs,” she said, patting it and making Jeremy thrust a little.

His penis had firmed completely and the side of the shaft was against Tamika’s pussy lips, rubbing there with the movement of the vehicle over the uneven track.  He had also resumed feeling her breast while his other hand was squeezing her thigh.

Tamika felt him thrust slightly sometimes but the sensation of being felt up and having one of her nipples tweaked distracted her.  Plus the excitement of having just posed for lewd photographs had her grinding against his thrusts.

She was holding the dash to keep her balance but she had a free hand and that gravitated to her lap where she started feeling the head of Jeremy’s penis through her dress. And that made him thrust even more deliberately as she watched her husband continually looking across at her lap.

Robbie slowed the Jeep down again and watched blatantly. Jeremy’s face was buried in Tamika’s neck. She was holding the head of his penis and squirming down against the side of it as it surged up and down between her clenched thighs. She looked to her husband pleadingly, biting down on her blush and smile.

“I’m going to cum in a minute,” she uttered. “I can’t help it,” she cried, and Robbie nodded his assent. He was staring wide eyed and Jeremy was just about humping beneath her. “Oh shit,” Tamika cried, and she lifted and shifted across a bit, then she squirmed down hard and ground her bottom until her orgasm gripped and thumped through her belly. “Ohhh… oh shit,” she cried as the older man bucked once more and let out a deep groan……


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She imagined being on her hands and knees – the guys mounting her…

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Celia bit her lip. “I know. It’s fine by me too…. But – um – I was thinking of being unprotected with Max and Gareth as well.”

Phillip’s face flushed red. “Oh!”

“I know! What a crazy idea, huh?”

“Yes – quite…. So, why would you want to take such a chance, darling?”

Celia cuddled close, laying her head upon her fiancé’s shoulder and fiddling with his shirt buttons. “I think, because of how perfect these few days have been. It’s been so great doing this – being with other men before our wedding. But I don’t like condoms, and the thought of having sex without my diaphragm is sooo exciting.”

“Do you mean because of the risk of pregnancy?”

“Yes. That and just the fact that it’s so natural to be fully open when a man ejaculates inside – to have no barrier stopping his semen from entering my belly…. I mean – that’s what you’re trying to do isn’t it? That’s why you guys actually ejaculate your gooey stuff and not just leak it out – so it can spurt through a woman’s cervix and into her belly…. But boring old condoms stop it, and so does the silly diaphragm. They spoil all the sexiness.”

Phillip stroked Celia’s hair. “That’s all true, I suppose…. I have to admit it’s an appealing thought – you being taken naturally like that. It adds an edge to what we’ve done so far.”

“Exactly! It’s like, the only bit that’s missing.”

“And how unsafe would it be, darling? How risky in terms of conception?”

Celia blushed, keeping her face hidden. She spoke softly. “I was thinking about that this morning. I’m past the middle of my cycle. I should have already ovulated …. I wouldn’t say this a totally safe time, exactly – but it’s the only chance we’ve got unless we waited and tried it naturally like this when you bring me here for your uncles.”

Celia giggled. “It would be interesting trying it with Uncle Bob with no diaphragm. Talk about direct injection! With his huge dick the head would be poking in my belly and squirting from there.”

Phillip shifted a little in his seat. Celia felt his erection pressing beneath her leg.

He cleared his throat. “So, as I understand the female anatomy, this is a fairly safe point in your menstrual cycle – toward the end?”

“Yes. By the end of this weekend I will definitely be safe. But we’ll be on our cruise by then, won’t we!”

“And our wedding night will still be risky….”

“Uh huh – a little.” Celia lifted her head for a kiss. “Which is only tomorrow night – and we’re going to wait until then, aren’t we? I mean, you and me?”

“Yes, certainly. But if we do this Maxwell and Gareth would be inseminating you beforehand.”

Celia gave another little giggle. “INSEMINATING sounds very serious.”

“But they would be servicing you, darling – actually mating with you.”

“I guess….” Celia’s blush returned. Phillip often spoke formally and put things in an odd way. The idea of being mated with was tantalising. She imagined being on her hands and knees for that process – the guys mounting her……..


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Spin the bottle for grown-ups

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Stan chuckled. “Hey, man, they’re white.”

Jack looked in time to see his fiancée Angela pushing the skirt of her dress down from where a gust of evening breeze had lifted it. She had on a very short, light cotton dress. It was indeed a breezy little thing, lifting again in back and flashing her panty-covered bottom as she fought to control it.

“Let’s go inside,” she said to Mark and Paul. “It’s going to rain. We’re going in,” she told Jack and Stan.

The wind was really whipping up. There were still things to clear away from dinner. Everyone grabbed salad bowls, sauce bottles and the jug of ice water and glasses. The last of the meat was on a couple of plates. A stack of serviettes fanned and blew up into the air. Jack noticed Paul grinning and checking out Angela’s bottom when her dress billowed out and folded up at the back again. She had her hands full that time. Tanya pulled her dress down for her as she held the door open for everyone.

What right did he have to complain, anyway? Jack supposed. He had ruined the special bond he shared with Angela. It was tainted. The guys always checked her out any chance they got. Being in a house together with them for a whole summer weekend was going to offer them plenty of chance, and Tanya was obviously in a party mood, which was bound to get the guys’ interest up and rub off on Angela a bit.

Angela was actually less attentive that usual during the evening – less attentive to Jack that was. She was very playful with everyone in general. Games were in order too. With bad boy Paul on his best behaviour ever, there was no one getting drunk or anything. Everyone played darts for a while – one girl on each team – Jack and Mark were on Tanya’s. Jack couldn’t keep his eyes off Tanya’s little tits and Angela’s legs. It really was a short dress his girlfriend had on. When she reached up to pull the darts out of the board after each of her turns it almost flashed her bum. When Tanya was throwing the darts there was a nice view in through the side of her dress.

The other guys were all checking both girls out too, Jack noticed. Angela also seemed very touchy feely with everyone, and less so with Jack. Paul was touching her waist sometimes, helping her with her dart throwing technique, and she was playing up to him – all giggly and blushing a lot. She was giving her two guys hugs when they made a good score.

“Let’s play cards, then,” Paul suggested.

Everyone had had enough darts, and something to do that allowed you to sit down was the idea being sought. The girls had whined when Mark wanted to turn on the TV.

There was a large table in the formal dining room. Poker was decided upon.

“We could play strip,” Paul tried. “Anyone for strip? Mark? Jack?”

“Um – no!” Angela commanded. “No one’s playing strip anything, thank you very much!”

The game was played for fun. Poker turned to rummy. The girls went to the kitchen and brought back ice cream and coffees. It was almost midnight, everyone starting to yawn.

“I know one game we could play,” Angela said.

“What – better than fish?” Mark chuckled. They had just laughed their way through a game of fish.

“It’s about the same…. It’s what we always used to play at birthday parties. It was the best bit.”

“Oh, yeah? Truth or dare?” Stan asked. “I’m in!”

Angela blushed, peering around the table. “No…. I was thinking of spin the bottle.”

“Oh, shit! With kissing?” Tanya cried. “Awesome!”

“Fuck, yeah!” Paul grinned.

Jack met Angela’s eyes. She wanted his approval. He knew all of her expressions.

“I’m not kissing any dudes,” Mark stated.

Angela had approached. Jack cuddled her to his side. “Is this okay?” she whispered to him.

“Yeah, it’s cool. Should be fun,” he said. He was thinking they were all friends. There was cheek kisses sometimes. It wouldn’t amount to much more than that.

“No – there’s no girl/girl kisses either,” Angela said in response to everyone laughing at Mark not wanting to kiss any guys.

A couple of them sighed.

“No – we each spin and have to kiss the closest opposite sex person to where the bottle points,” Angela explained. “Come on – we’ll play in the lounge.”

She and Tanya led, giggling between themselves. Stan grabbed an empty wine bottle. Tanya sat on one side of the circle, Angela on the other. As Angela sat on the floor a couple of the guys got a look at her panties again, up the front of her dress this time. Jack saw Paul staring at her legs. Stan was edging around behind her to get his place. She looked back up at him, smiling, and her legs inadvertently parted, revealing the crotch of her panties to Paul.

He tilted his head, having a good look. Then he grinned at Mark, who was having a good peep too. Jack’s face had reddened. “Hey, man,” Paul said to him, holding his gaze for a moment then glancing at Angela’s panties again. She was laughing with Stan, paying no attention. “It’s hard not to look, man….”

Jack nodded. “Yeah – I guess.”

Paul grinned and tilted his head for another deliberate look between Angela’s thighs. “It was a good idea to play sitting on the floor like this,” he said to everyone, drawing Angela’s glare while she pulled at the hem of her skirt.

“I’m first,” Stan announced. He still had the bottle. He looked side to side, grinning. “I think this is what they call a win/win situation.”

The girls giggled and blushed. He spun the bottle and it pointed closer to Angela. Tanya shrieked. Angela bit her lip.

“He has to kiss you,” Tanya said. “That’s the rules…. Whoever spins does the kissing while the one getting kissed has to sit there and give it up! Come on, Ang – give it up!”

“No getting jealous,” Stan said, grinning over at Jack.

“He won’t…. We talked,” Angela answered quickly.

Stan was sitting beside her, anyway. He got on his knees and bent to her. Jack watched their lips press together, Angela’s eyes closing, a pang of something twinging in his gut. Everyone oooed and ahhed like a bunch of teens. Angela’s face was red when the kiss ended. She flashed a glance at Jack but didn’t hold his gaze.

Jack was next. He wanted Tanya and tried to judge the spin but it landed on Angela. Everyone booed. “Come on, then – quickly,” she said, and he crawled forward and gave her a peck on the lips.

“My turn, my turn,” Tanya said excitedly. She spun and got Mark. He blushed. She crawled across the middle of the circle and kissed him softly on the lips. It was a quick one. “This is fun,” she giggled, sitting back down.

Paul was next and spun Angela. He had been grinning the whole time, but that ended as he got on his knees to face her. She peered up at him, her lips parting slightly. “Been wanting to do this for a while,” he tossed at Jack.

“Well, go on, then!” Tanya cried. “Hurry up or your turn’s finished.”

Jack watched Paul’s lips press to his fiancé’s. His jaw moved and his mouth opened. Her mouth opened too, her eyes again closing softly. His hand moved to the back of her head. He pressed his lips to hers more firmly. Everyone waited in silence.

“Okay, that’s enough!” Tanya announced. “I’m like the referee. I say when you have to stop.”

When Paul lifted from Angela her face was slightly pale and her mouth was wet. She met Jack’s gaze that time, holding it while Mark spun Tanya and crawled across to kiss her. Tanya ended up pushing Mark away, and the game broke down into laughter for a while before Stan spun the bottle again.

He got Tanya and made her giggle again. Angela then had a spin and the bottle pointed closest to Paul. He smiled, leaning back on his hands. She crawled across to him. “You again!”

He grinned bigger. She bent to him, his lips parting and his tongue present. Her lips parted too. Jack watched closely and saw that Paul’s tongue extended into Angela’s mouth. Her eyes widened at first, his hand going to the back of her neck, her hands going to his shirt and clutching there as he lifted and took control of the kiss.

Everyone watched in silence as he broke off for a breath then pressed to her parted lips again. Jack was entranced. Paul touched Angela’s face, breaking the kiss again and meeting her eyes. Her mouth remained open.

“Um…. I think that might be enough now!’ Tanya declared.

Angela looked around. Paul released her and she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “That was nice,” she blushed. “That’s more like it for grown-ups…. Whose turn to spin?”

“Mine!” Stan grabbed the bottle and gave it a small spin. It did a couple of revolutions and pointed near Angela.

She was drawing deep breaths. “Okay – just give me a minute first,” she said clutching her chest. “My heart’s pounding.”

Stan knelt beside her. “Is it okay to go with tongue?” he asked Jack.

“Girls like kissing with tongue,” Tanya said quickly.

“I don’t mind,” Angela added, meeting Jack’s gaze.

Jack nodded. “Yeah – I guess it’s just a game.”

Stan chuckled. “Awesome!” He touched Angela’s face, cupping her chin and pressing to her lips. His jaw moved and her mouth opened. She moaned softly as he delved into her with his tongue. He placed one arm around her, leaning her back. She touched his chest, her eyes closed, his tongue probing deep inside of her mouth. His free hand was upon her side. He rubbed firmly back and forth, his thumb pressing beneath her breast, his fingers digging in, her little dress hiked up enough to display her crotch.

Jack looked at her panties. Her legs were bent, her thighs together. The view they had was of the tiny triangle of fabric beneath the skirt of her dress. He glanced and saw Mark was staring. Paul was watching the kiss. Tanya was too. She was beside Jack. She was leaning forward, and he could see in through the side of her dress. She glanced and saw that he was peeping.

She got up on her knees and peered back at him, smiling. He tugged the back of her dress, and she tipped back against him, her chin lifted her lips parted. He took them softly and met her tongue. He gripped her side and squeezed, her little hand closing over his.

“Nice one, Jack,” Mark chuckled, making him break off the kiss and look up to meet everyone’s gaze.

Tanya pushed away, giggling. “You didn’t even spin the bottle!”

They all laughed. Angela tugged at the hem of her dress, stretching it down. Stan still held her cradled in his arms. Her mouth was wet and reddened. He covered it with his again, kissing her deeply while the rumble of laughter silenced and everyone just watched.

“Is that enough?” Stan asked, breaking off but remaining close. “Enough yet?” he teased, getting her to part her lips in anticipation of more. He then kissed her hard again, that time taking her fully into his arms and cuddling her tight. He pulled her all the way onto his lap, his arms encircling her, his hands clutching, one of them covering a breast.

That hand squeezed as his jaw moved and he took her mouth passionately.

“Now, that’s a kiss,” her sister uttered.

“Fuck, yeah! Go, Stan,” Mark added.

Tanya squeezed Jack’s hand in her lap as he sat there watching. Stan lifted to get his breath. Angela lay in his arms with her eyes glazed, her mouth wet and very red now.

“Go on, buddy,” Stan said to Mark.

Mark looked back, but Paul was entranced and just met his questioning gaze blankly. Mark then lifted Angela from Stan’s arms and pressed his lips to hers. He only kissed her softly, stroking her hair then bending to her for another slightly deeper kiss before releasing her and sitting back.

“Just one more little one for me too, okay?” Paul winked at Jack. He was on his knees waiting while Angela raked her hair back, regaining her composure.

“You again, huh?” she challenged, biting her lip.

“Yeah – got to get one like Stan got otherwise it’s not fair.”

“Yes, the referee agrees,” Tanya announced, squeezing Jack’s hand into her lap deliberately.

Paul took Angela’s hand and sat up on the lounge. He guided her to sit upon his lap. He stroked her face and kissed her softly, laying her back a bit and deepening the kiss. His tongue entered her mouth, his hand upon her hip squeezing and rubbing. When his hand went around her and up her back, it was beneath her dress. He reached up high, hiking her dress up above her hips.

Her little white panties were then exposed to everyone watching. Jack could see them bunched and cutting into her pussy. It was obvious she was shaved beneath the soft fabric. Stan and Mark were inspecting all of that.

The arm around her back extended until that hand was covering a bare breast. Paul continued kissing her passionately while playing with the nipple. Jack could see where the guy’s hand was moving beneath the fabric of her dress. He had gotten up off the floor and was standing there watching with the others.

“Wait. Give me a rest for a minute,” Angela said. She felt her jaw, rubbing and working it a little.

Paul lifted and looked down at her body. He removed his arm from around her, just holding her side beneath the bottom of her dress. He bent to her and took her mouth again, his hand sweeping down her thigh then back up to clutch her hip, his thumb under the edge of her panties there. She moaned into the kiss as he toyed with her down there, swiping his thumb side to side.

“Fuck yeah,” Stan groaned.

Paul glanced back at him, grinning. He then took Angela’s parted lips again, moving over her and pressing her down onto the seat of the couch. He worked his knees between hers as he crawled on top of her, then he lay down between her legs and cupped her face in his hands.

Angela moaned as she was kissed deeply once more. She had one leg bent up against the back of the couch and the other bent with her foot on the floor. She was spread wide open. Paul subtly ground against her, just flexing his buttocks and giving her a nudge with his erect cock. Angela gripped him tight and ground herself up against him, her hips rotated several times then she bit on his shoulder as her body tensed and softly convulsed.

“Fucking awesome!” Stan groaned again.

Paul looked back up at Jack, holding his gaze as Angela’s body relaxed beneath him. “Sorry, man – she’s just so fucking hot.”

“Alright, that’s enough now, though,” Jack said, clearing his throat.

“Yes – I think that’s enough for you,” Tanya declared, and she took hold of Angela’s arm and pulled her from beneath Paul. “I’m taking my sister to bed before you guys get too crazy,” she said, and the two girls retreated upstairs, Angela looking back at Jack all the way up, her eyes wide and glazed.

She looked exactly like Jack felt – stunned…..


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Flashing her boobs at the lake…

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Anny sits happily watching everyone, her legs out for tanning, her top tugged up to expose her belly to the pleasant sunshine as well. There’s an older man sitting close to her right who keeps looking over. Anny smiles to herself and undoes another button between her breasts, the fabric of her top opening to reveal the pretty sky-blue lace of her underwear a little more. Her breasts swell quite prominently from her bra cups.

The guy has been there all the time. It’s not as if he deliberately sat where he could check Anny out. There’s lots of stuff around him, and after a little while two teen boys come dripping and dry off, jabbering to their father about how much fun they’re having. They run back to the water.

Anny slips her arms from the short sleeves of her knitted top and pulls her bra straps down to expose her shoulders for tanning. She blushes to herself as she lies over on her belly facing the man, showing him very deep cleavage, her nipples tight and only just concealed by the lace. He rests back on an elbow with his eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses.

After only a few minutes, Dave drops to his knees on the blanket beside her and has a drink from a water bottle. He spurts water on her back and laughs. She spins around giggling and complaining, instinctively holding an arm across her breasts, her bra sagging a little and her boobs nearly popping out the top. “Well give me a drink at least!” she scolds him. He hands her the bottle. She takes it and lowers her arm to let him have a better look, his eyes already fixed upon her chest. She waits for the silly comment but he just looks quietly. She feels her blush rise as she glances down then up at him.

“Nice,” he says. “Pretty.”

“Thanks…. I didn’t bring a bikini unfortunately,” she tells him.

“Lucky for us.” His cheeky grin lights up this time but he takes off running and diving into the water.

Anny brushes at her boobs and plucks carefully at her top and bra. Carmen and Olivia are sunning themselves on rocks and don’t appear to be planning on coming back anytime soon. Jake and Marty are continually climbing and having turns on the rope swing. Anny turns and lies propped on her elbows facing the older man again, letting him have another look at her breasts. Her nipples are peeping from the lacy cup now that she has tugged her bra down a bit. She checks and can see them quite clearly. The man rests back on an elbow facing her again.

Anny remains there gazing at the people swimming and sunbathing, and showing the man her breasts. It’s a long time until his kids come back and she has to cover up. He gets them organized to leave. Anny meets his eyes without the sunglasses. He grins and she hides her face and blush. His boys run off along the trail leading back to the tent city. He approaches Anny. She peers up at him biting her grin. He hands her a tiny purple wild flower, his eyes moving to her cleavage and back again. “I don’t know quite what to say, miss. Have a flower and a nice day.”

“Thank you,” Anny calls after him.

“I’m John. I’m married,” he calls back.

Anny giggles. “I’m Anny. I’m married too.”

He waves. “See you around, Anny!”

Anny waves to get her husband’s attention. He’s puffing and dripping wet when he drops to his knees beside her. She gives him Dave’s water bottle.

He drinks and looks up from her boobs. “Wow, Anny!” His eyes are rolling down as he cranes his neck for a better look.

“You like?” she asks teasingly.

He nods and has another drink.

“I just showed some older man. He had a really good look.”

Jake looks around. “The one who was sitting there? I thought he was checking you out.”

“Oh he was checking me out alright. When I lie on my front there’s a pretty good view.”

It takes Jake a moment to respond. “So you showed him on purpose?”

“Uh huh…. I couldn’t help myself, Jake. I just wanted to….”

Jake sits beside her and looks around. “I wish I saw.”

“You wish you saw? Like that you saw the guy looking at me?”

“Definitely! Maybe you could do it again, but while I’m around to see?”

Anny’s blush fires up. “You really want to see me show some guy my boobs?”

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“Oh my god. I want another pick.”


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“Oh – give me the book!” Anny says, shaking her head incredulously. “That’ll scare me more than you, Jackal.” She waves her fingers, puffing a couple of short breaths in preparation. “I’ll show you how this is done,” she declares, closes her eyes, and flicks through and stabs a page. She squeals.

Jake tries to get a look but she shuts the magazine before he can. “What? What did you pick, Anny?”

“Oh my god. I want another pick.”

“No! There’s no getting out of it. What is it? Come on – show me.”

She opens the magazine, her finger still pointing to the item she’s chosen. “Um…. Are you sure I can’t have another pick?” she asks, grimacing jokingly.

“Ooh,” Jake agrees. “That’s an interesting one.”

“Interesting?” Anny moves her finger to reveal the full advertisement. It’s a sensual massage service. “That’s not therapeutic, Jake – that’s like a sexy one.”

“Yeah, I can see that…. Sven and Mystique…. I wonder if they do it as a couple or you have to pick which one.”

“I’m thinking Sven,” Anny says, giggling. “Mystique looks way scary.”

“It’s a hundred dollars – 30 minutes in your hotel room….” Jake gulps. “I wonder what sensual actually means.”

“You must get to say HOW sensual you want the massage to be,” Anny suggests.

“Yeah, I guess…. And as long as I can be here when it’s happening,” Jake adds, pondering the idea of some big massage guy touching Anny. It’s a weird and completely alien notion but not entirely negative. He doesn’t understand the tingle of excitement he’s feeling.

“Well I’m game,” Anny says, sparking up. “I say we – actually, no – I say YOU book me a semi-sensual massage for about 6 and we go check out this wax museum.”


“Yes, sir. Sven is highly experienced. The level of sensuality will be to your personal satisfaction.”

“Oh no, it’s not for me. It’s for my wife,” Jake explains again.

“Certainly, sir. 7PM sharp. Please ask your wife to be showered and ready, as the 30 minutes begins at 7.” It’s a woman’s voice on the phone, Mystique, apparently.

“What should my wife wear, please?” Anny is tugging at Jake’s arm with the question.

“The lower portion of her underwear and a bath towel will be fine, sir. Hair up if it’s long.”

“Oh okay…. Thank you.”

Jake hangs up.

“Well?” Anny asks excitedly.

“She said to be showered and ready with the lower portion of your underwear and a towel wrapped around…. She said it can be as sensual as we say.”

Anny gawks. “Wow! No bra! Topless!”

“Well surely you don’t have to. I don’t see why you can’t wear something to keep covered a bit.”

“Oh – you mean to chicken out and wear shorts and a top?” Anny teases……

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