Chapter 1: Caught In the Act
I don't know why I was surprised. In fact, I should have expected Linda to cheat
on me. After all, she was married when we were introduced. A mutual friend said
that she gave a lot of signals that she was on the make. She quickly accepted my
invitation to lunch, and then she quickly accepted an invitation to spend an
afternoon on a friend's boat. She was just too easy. Over the next several
months as we continued to see each other, I found that she was also seeing at
least one other guy. He was black. She refused to stop seeing him because he had
a cock "that long" (holding her hands a foot apart). Apparently her husband had
had enough of this. He split. Linda admitted that she had "a number" of affairs
during that marriage. I was surprised on several occasions when I mentioned the
names of guys I had talked to during the course of my business day. She knew
many of them too...in a biblical sense. Sometimes I got some details of the
relationship... usually not. Most of them seemed to have been zipless one night
fucks. Some were longer term affairs. I never did make an accurate count but
there were dozens. The woman obviously LOVED to fuck. That's what appealed to me
about her. She is the most sensuous woman I have met. There is something about
her manner, her touch and her voice that is very seductive. When she had a drink
or two she was EXTREMELY amorous. Anyhow, after our affair had gone on for a
couple of years, we both found ourselves without spouses and decided to get
married. For the first year or so of our marriage I was the typical uptight
jealous husband. Although I was not aware of any sexual activities on her part,
she flirted outrageously. I would often go into a rage and demand that we go
home from various social events. Finally, at a friend's birthday party, it
really hit the fan. We had been there for an hour or so when I realized that
Linda was not around. Neither was a very good looking guy that she had just met
that evening. I started looking around for them with my suspicions growing by
the minute. The home was very small so it didn't take long to check it out. They
weren't in any of the rooms I checked. Finally I found the basement stairway.
The lights weren't on down there so I was about to turn and go on when I heard
Linda's muffled laugh. Then I heard a man's voice say something like "come
on...prove you know how". My heart stopped. I was about to call her when
something made me stop. Instead I crept barefoot down the stairs. It took a
minute for my eyes to adjust to the semi-darkness when I reached the bottom.
They weren't in eyesight so I waited and listened. Then behind some shelves I
heard more of their sounds. She was still giggling but it was interrupted with
silent pauses. I moved near the shelves and looked through a small opening
between some cans. There they were. They were kissing passionately. Then he
pulled away and said "Aw, go ahead. Let's see if you really are that good at
sucking cock". She said "Well I am that good, but you'll just have to take my
word on it. After all, your wife is upstairs and so is my husband. He would kill
me if he found out". Then he pulled her to him again and moved one hand to her
breast. She gasped softly. Then he began to push her down. She didn't seem to
resist too strenuously. I knew from my past experience with her that he was
about to get his blowjob. She was past saying no. He knew it too. Without saying
another word he reached down, unzipped his pants and pulled out a very erect 7"
cock. I didn't know what to do. I had naively thought that she would never go so
far. In those few seconds I felt a terrible sense of rage mixed with a strange
feeling of excitement. My heart began pounding as I watched her face move closer
to his cock. It suddenly was engulfed in her mouth. There was my wife sucking
another man's cock...and doing it only a couple of feet in front of me. WOW! All
I could do was watch. I realized that my cock was also very hard, and that I was
breathing very heavily...so heavily that I was afraid that they would hear me.
Fortunately they were now making noises of their own. Linda is a very noisy
cocksucker making slurping sounds and low moans, often at the same time. The guy
also quickly began to moan. Somehow, I found this very erotic...probably the
most erotic experience I had ever had. It didn't take her long. In just a minute
or two he began to have difficulty breathing and then his body went rigid. Linda
doesn't always like to swallow cum, but this time she kept him in her mouth as
he shot his load. In just a few seconds it was over for him. She began licking
up and down his shaft as if to clean it all off and sucking on the tip to get
the last drop. Unfortunately, I realized almost too late that I was about to cum
too. Quickly I unzipped my pants and worked to release my 6" erection before I
came all over myself. I barely made it, but in the process I bumped the shelf
and knocked over a spray can of some sort. Instantly it was very still. Then
Linda gasped "Oh, my god". I stood up from my crouching position and quickly
zipped my pants. Then I went around the end of shelves as they worked to
recompose themselves and their clothes. Since Linda was facing my way she was
the first to see me. She was immediately terrified at what might be coming. When
the guy realized that I was there, he became somewhat belligerent until I told
him to shut up or I'd yell for his wife. I then said to Linda "That was VERY
interesting. I think we'd better go home". She agreed that it was a good idea.
I'm sure that she figured that otherwise there might be a very embarrassing
scene. She did need to visit the bathroom first, however. It was nearly twenty
minutes before she came out again. I think she was physically ill at the
prospect of what was coming. Nothing was said in the car. When we arrived home,
again there was a prolonged visit to the bathroom. When she finally came out,
she said "Look that was really dumb and I'm very sorry. Can we just forget about
it for tonight. I am really very sick right now." I don't know exactly why, but
I put my arms around her and told her that I loved her and that we could discuss
it tomorrow. I also suggested that she not worry about it. She seemed very
puzzled by my response. Honestly, so was I. We had both had a hard time sleeping
that night. I am sure she was anticipating the tongue lashing that she was going
to get in the morning. I, on the other hand, kept reliving those few minutes in
the basement and getting turned on each time I did so. I even fantasized about
their having gone further and having fucked. I found that prospect extremely
exciting. I had read over the years a number of articles and letters in various
men's magazines which told of men who liked to see their wives with other men. I
had categorically found them exciting, but I had never been able to think of
Linda in that context. In fact, one time Linda caught me reading some of that
material in "Variations" magazine and masturbating while doing so. She was
pretty mad about it and got even more angry when she read the letters in
question and realized what I had found so exciting. It was a rather strange
paradox..this wanton woman who didn't like the idea of husbands who gave their
wives permission to do what she had been doing secretively for years. The next
morning (a Saturday) the atmosphere was pretty subdued during breakfast. Linda
didn't eat claiming to still be pretty upset. I finally broke the ice by saying
that that was really quite a show that she had put on the night before. I guess
she was rather surprised at the "almost positive" tone of my comment because she
said "It wasn't really meant to be a show. In fact it wasn't meant to happen. I
had too much to drink, and he took advantage of me." I told her how, in spite of
the anger I felt when I first saw them, I got very turned on...in fact that I
was cumming when I knocked over the can. She seemed almost offended and said
"You mean you got your rocks off watching another man fuck your wife's face?" I
said "Yes, I guess you could say that". She said something about my being weird.
I tried to avoid getting upset about that comment and asked if she could admit
to really enjoying sex..especially with different guys. After a long, often
difficult (read angry) discussion we seemed to come to a couple of conclusions.
First, Linda thought of sex as a natural progression in getting to know someone.
She didn't think of it as a particularly significant or intimate act. If she had
her way, blowjobs would replace handshakes. I think I understood that, and given
my newly found voyeuristic interest, I found that possibility very exciting. On
the other hand, she couldn't get beyond thinking of my interest as weird..almost
wrong. We let the matter drop for the time. Perhaps this is a good time to tell
you a little more about Linda..physically. She is a tall, slim and very
attractive woman. At 5' 7" and weighing only 110 pounds, some men think of her
as skinny. Her face and figure are rather similar to Princess Di's. Her breasts
are small (32B) but nicely firm with nipples that get hard easily and often. She
looks fantastic in a light blouse with no bra. She loves to wear sexy underwear
including garter belts and hose with particularly sheer and/or brief panties.
Her hair is light brown. Her beaver is the same color but on her lips there is
very little hair at all. She almost looks shaved below the beginning of her
slit. When she is turned on her lips turn a bright red and get very puffy.
Needless to say, she also gets very wet...and is that way most of the time. When
Linda and I have sex, we often talk to each other about things that we know are
a turn on. The next night after we had a good start at getting amorous ( I spend
a lot of time eating her pussy), I mentioned that I would really love to see her
getting fucked by the guy she had blown a couple days before. She said "That
might be fun, but I don't think I could do it with you watching". That was a
better answer than I had dared to hope for so I asked "Would you do it and tell
me about it?" She said "Maybe". Again we dropped the subject and took care of
matters at hand. The next night as we were watching TV, I decided to test the
waters by bringing up the subject again. At first Linda didn't want to talk
about it. I told her that at least I wanted to tell her something. Then I told
her that she had my permission to fuck or suck any guy she wanted to as long as
she told me about it and didn't lie. I also asked her if she could think of any
particular guy that she knew that she might like to fuck. She immediately said
no..she could think of no one, but she did agree to think about it. Linda works
in a large office in Chicago which is about a thirty minute train ride from our
suburban home. Occasionally she stays in town late (especially on Friday night)
to go out for drinks or dinner with some of her friends. Needless to say, on
many of the times when she did this I got pretty uptight, and a number of fights
arose when she got home without a satisfactory explanation of what she did..and
with whom. As luck would have it, the very next Friday night was a night when
she said she wanted to go out and be home late. I got very excited about what
might happen, but I tried to be real cool. On Friday morning, I told her to have
a good time and "if you have a chance to get laid, go for it. Just tell me about
when you get home." She said that wasn't likely to happen. Regardless, I decided
to wait up for her. The train she usually takes on such occasions came and went.
So did the next. Finally, two hours later than she had said, she arrived home.
My heart was racing, hoping "it" had happened. I greeted her at the door, and as
soon as she sat down I asked if she had a good time. She said "Yes". Good! Then
I asked if anything special happened. She said "such as"? "Such as getting
laid", I responded. She said "Of course not". My heart sank. She said "I told
you I wouldn't do anything like that." When I pressed her on why she was so late
she came up with some phony-sounding excuse about going with the girls to a new
place and losing track of time. We both got ready for bed and although I was
disappointed in what didn't happen, I was still pretty turned on by the
anticipation I had felt all night. I started to caress her breasts. She
resisted, saying "I'm really very tired". I continued and made my usual next
move kissing my way from her breasts down her stomach towards her pussy. She
immediately grabbed my head and said "Don't do that!" I began to wonder why, but
I forced my way on down and ran my tongue down her slit. It was very wet as
usual, but there was a different odor about it. Then I plunged my tongue deep
into her cunt. There was something in it...something thick and salty tasting. I
didn't know what to think. I almost shouted "You have cum in your pussy". My
cock immediately got as hard as it can get. I knew she had been fucked. However,
she denied it. I continued exploring her with my tongue until I sucked out a
rather large blob. I placed that in my hand and held it up for her to see. "This
is a guy's cum" I said. "I want to know how it got there." She decided not to
continue to deny the obvious. "Alright", she said. "Yes, its cum. I didn't say
anything because I didn't know if you were serious about letting me do things
like that." I was as angry as I was turned on at this point because she had
tried to deceive me even though she had gone through with the invitation I gave
her. I demanded to know every last detail about what happened. It seems that a
guy named Gary who is a client at her office had been hitting on her for several
months. She had (or at least says she had) turned him down repeatedly even
though she found him quite attractive. He came in earlier in the week and again
asked her out. This time she accepted. They had gone out for drinks and dinner,
and then they went back to his apartment. I asked her how and when the subject
of sex came up. She said it came up the day that she accepted the invitation to
dinner. He had said something about wanting to get into those sexy panties that
he heard that she always wore. She claimed to have no clue as to how he knew
about her lingerie or who might have told him. I then asked her to tell me in as
much detail as possible what happened. She says that Gary obviously knew he was
going to score and that he started commenting about it when they met at a bar.
Then in the dark semi-privacy of a booth he began exploring her body with his
hands. He even had her remove her panties so that he could have easier access to
her wet pussy. She in turn had given him a series of hand-jobs that stopped just
short of eruption. She admitted that anyone near them knew and saw a lot of what
was going on. That bothered her because she was concerned about her
"reputation", but she had been unable to get him to stop, and she also had had
three drinks. They cut the preliminaries short and took a cab to his place. She
got fucked the first time in the cab. Gary pulled up her up onto his lap and
lifted her skirt. He then forced himself in (it undoubtedly wasn't too hard to
get in. Her pussy is a vacuum). As she slid up and down his cock, she saw the
cab driver watching everything. She said that at first she was pretty uptight
about that. The cab driver seemed to watch them more than traffic, and he paused
a long time under every bright street light he could find. Then she began to get
excited at the thought of being watched. The driver didn't charge them for the
ride so she thought he must have enjoyed the show. At Gary's place they
immediately jumped into bed for another go. She finally got to display her oral
talents and tried to get the guy to eat her. He wasn't willing, however, since
she was full of his cum. He didn't want to cum in her mouth so they changed
positions, and he began to fuck her again. Throughout the course of the next two
hours she got two more loads of his cum. Linda said that each time it seemed
that he dumped a quart into her. Their last fuck was in the shower as she was
trying to clean up to come home. Gary did have the class to go with her to the
train station. In the cab he tried to do her one more time, but she was sober
enough by then to refuse. As she left, Gary asked if he could see her again. She
says that she said she'd have to ask her husband. He seemed dumbfounded by that
comment. All the way home she could feel her panties getting wetter with his
cum. In fact, she finally put a Kleenex in her panties to keep from developing a
conspicuous wet spot. After this recount of the evening, I was really horny.
Within a matter of a few minutes Linda had another fresh load of cum in her
pussy. She then promptly fell asleep with the cum of two men mixed inside her.
The next morning I was still excited about the new turn of events and as soon as
I awoke I rolled over and was just beginning to insert my cock into her cunt
when she awoke. She said that she felt a little sore and pretty gooey, so would
I accept lip service instead. Of course, I accepted. As we ate breakfast, I
asked how she felt now about the previous night. Her first response was that of
disbelief that I really didn't mind that she had been so bad. I assured her that
not only didn't I mind. I LOVED it. In fact I couldn't wait until it happened
again. She then conceded that she would like that too.
Chapter 2: A Night Out
Bob Gets Lucky For the rest of the weekend after Linda's "outing" with Gary, I
tried very hard to stay cool and avoid pressing her about the issue. A couple of
times when I tried to inquire into more details, particularly about Gary, Linda
made it very clear that she didn't want to discuss it. (I found out later that
he was quite young, rather conceited and not particularly sensitive in his
lovemaking.) Fortunately, we both felt a tremendous charge of sexual energy
which resulted in a lot of great sex for us. Linda got eaten on the kitchen
counter, and we even fucked on the coffee table in the living room. That is
something we had never done before for fear of being caught by our teenage
daughter. She stayed in her room for most of the weekend so we got away with it.
Sunday night was so great for us that on Monday morning when I called Linda at
her office, she said that she had been spending the morning thinking about the
great time we'd had the night before. She confessed to being pretty wet too.
Needless to say that made me pretty hard. Just before noon Linda called me and
was very upset. It seems that Gary, in his immaturity, had sent her a bouquet of
flowers and had put his name on the card besides. She was at her desk when they
arrived and had quickly removed the card, but she was dismayed that he would be
so indiscrete. Furthermore, he had called before the flowers arrived to chat
about Friday night and to invite her out again. She declined the invitation
(rather abruptly so it sounded) and told him that she didn't think her husband
would want her to do that again. I told her that she was right in turning down
another date with him, at least for the time being, and not to worry. I was very
much with her in this adventure. I must admit that the thought of her doing it
again was quite exciting, but I too was concerned about her reputation and this
guy's attitude. She calmed down, and we both went about our work. That night we
had a long talk about the events of the previous few days. We concluded that
this arrangement and it's initial results were a big turn-on for both of us. I
said "The only thing that I would find more exciting would be to actually be
present when you get laid". She still found this idea outrageous and impossible
to understand, but she agreed that she had found Friday evening and the events
leading up to it to be very exciting. She would like to do something like that
again, but with a more careful selection of her partner to assure discretion.
Reluctantly she agreed to my request that no man be allowed an encore visit to
her panties unless I was present to watch (and to satisfy myself that the matter
was strictly sexual). She felt that would really preclude any such repeats.
During the next two weeks nothing happened other than another call from Gary who
was flatly turned down in his invitation to another "party" at his house.
Attempts to discuss the subject seemed to go nowhere. I began to get the feeling
that this may have been a "one- time" thing for Linda. Early the next week I
began laying Friday night plans to try to create a situation that might develop
into another "event". I suggested that we go out to dinner at a restaurant in a
hotel near O'Hare airport. It is a nice place with a big bar that is known to be
regularly filled with a lot of traveling men. I was afraid Linda might be
suspicious because we have almost never gone to that area for dinner, but she
was agreeable to the date and even accepted my suggestion that she wear one of
my favorite outfits for the evening. It consists of a pleated knee-length dark
skirt, a white chiffon blouse and a vest that matches the skirt. It is actually
a rather conservative outfit but because of the length of the skirt and the
sheer blouse, fun things can be done with it. Beneath it she wore her usual
garter belt, hose and a very pretty white lace bra and matching bikini panties.
Nothing seemed out of the ordinary to her..or at least so I thought. Before we
left for dinner I called for a "panty inspection". This is something I
occasionally do when I know (or suspect) that she is wearing panties that I
particularly like (i.e., very brief, sheer or both). She laughed and went along
with my request by lifting up her skirt and giving me a nice long look at her
treasures below. As I knew from prior acquaintance with those panties, the
shadow of her beaver was easily seen through the sheer fabric. "Ah", I said,
"such a sight for all those horny guys that will be out tonight". "Well", she
replied, "I certainly don't expect that any of them will get to see 'that'
sight". I asked, "You mean if they were interested, you wouldn't give them even
a quick peek?" "What am I supposed to be? A side show of some sort?", she
responded pretending to be insulted. "Well, we will see what they can see", I
said, "and don't pretend to be offended. I'll bet that the very thought of men
seeing your undies makes you wet." With that comment, I reached up under her
skirt and slipped my fingers inside the edge of her panties. Sure enough! She
was dripping wet already. Then I ran my finger up and down her slit and forced
it up her cunt as far as I could get it. As I worked my finger into her vagina I
used the side of my thumb to massage her clit. In only a few seconds she began
gasping. I stopped as quickly as I started. "You bastard!", she said. "You can't
leave me like this." "Aren't we a hot one tonight?", I said. Then I resumed my
massage of her pussy, and in just a few more seconds she came. "You are now one
ahead of me." "So who's counting?", she replied. I then removed my hand and put
my fingers in my mouth. They tasted wonderfully like her pussy. "This may be a
very interesting night. Let's get going." When we reached the restaurant there
was a bit of a wait for our table. Actually, I had made the reservation for an
hour later than I told Linda so that we would have to wait in the bar. During
this time I hoped to increase her horniness with a few drinks. As I had
expected, the bar was filled with apparently unattached men with a few women and
couples also present. I was pleased that we were able to find a small booth in a
rather secluded area. I hoped the semi- privacy could be used to our mutual
advantage as the evening wore on. Although the table in the booth was pretty
small, it did give the impression of hiding the lower parts of our bodies. As
soon as we were seated I pulled up Linda's skirt and tried to rub her pussy. She
was sober enough, however, to resist, and she added a scolding as well. "Don't!
Someone will see you!" I stopped my advances for the time being. "Let the drinks
work", I thought. "Then I'll try again." After our drinks were delivered and
Linda had nearly finished hers, I decided to try again. This time she tried to
push my hand away, but she was less determined about it. I was able to force my
hand up between her thighs and quickly reached her panties. As I moved my
fingers up and down caressing her pussy through the lace, she quickly became
very wet again. In fact, the crotch of her panties was soaking. "If you weren't
such a prude", I said, "I might think that you were really enjoying this." "I
am", she replied. "I really would like to go out to the car and fuck right now!"
Well, that is an offer that is hard to refuse, but I had bigger plans for this
evening so I said "Let's wait. If we do, I'll promise you a fucking like you've
never had before." "That had better be more than an empty promise", Linda
replied. This intimate banter and caressing went on for a half-hour or more with
Linda becoming more amorous by the minute. I thought I noticed the men sitting
at a table near us looking our way every minute or two, but whenever I watched
them, they made a point of being engrossed in their own conversation. I debated
for a few minutes on the effect of pointing them out to Linda, and I finally
concluded that there was little to lose if I did. "See those two guys over
there", I said softly. "I think they are watching us." "So what is there to
watch", Linda replied. "I think they can see me feeling you up", I said, "and
they are probably very jealous." "I doubt it", she replied. "They can't really
see a thing. It's too dark, and besides the table is in the way." "Are you sure
of that?", I asked. "Yes! Positive", Linda retorted. "Alright then. If you are
so sure, I dare you to go to the ladies room and take off your panties. They are
in the way, and they are soaking wet anyhow." "Sure", she said. "I have to pee
anyhow. But then what are you going to do?" "We'll see", I said. "And while
you're at it, take off your vest and bra too. I want to be able to see your
breasts....and I'll bet those guys would love to see them too." I was a somewhat
surprised that Linda began to get up to go do as she had been asked. She moved
rather unsteadily. I think she was giddy from horniness as much as she was
inebriated. She stumbled slightly as she left the booth and nearly landed in the
lap of one of the men who had been watching. He reached up to break her fall,
and it appeared that he had a handful of her right breast in the process. Linda
thanked him for his help, and ran her hand down his neck as she did so. I took
this as a sign that she found him interesting. Hopefully, we would find out soon
just how interested she was. While Linda was gone, it occurred to me that our
table for dinner might be about ready. Since I didn't want to be interrupted for
the time being, I asked our cocktail waitress to tell the hostess that we were
going to cancel our dinner reservation. I watched carefully for Linda's return
knowing that in the greater light of the lobby area her breasts would be clearly
visible if she wasn't wearing a vest or bra. When she came back the bra was
gone, but she had put the vest back on so only the inner areas of her breasts
were on display. Her nipples were still hidden. That would never do. As she
prepared to sit down I said "Give me your vest". She replied "But I'll be
practically naked". "I doubt that anyone here will object. Besides it's not
light enough here to really see much anyhow." I must admit I hoped I was wrong
in that statement. As it turned out, her nipples could be faintly seen as she
sat down. As soon as she was seated, I pulled up her skirt and checked to see
that she had in fact removed her panties. They were gone. I began to rub her
pussy, and she spread her thighs making it more accessible. Soon I had two
fingers up into her cunt. She began to breathe deeply. "Make me cum", she
begged. "Please. I need to cum." I couldn't refuse such a plaintive request so I
began to massage her clit and fucked her with my fingers. As I did so I noticed
that the two men were watching intently. I am not sure if they could actually
see my hand in her pussy, but they certainly knew what was going on. This time
as I looked at them they did not turn away, but continued to watch. Their gaze
was directed at Linda's hot pussy. It took only a few seconds to get the desired
result. Linda started breathing irregularly and then her body went stiff. I
hoped that she wouldn't make a lot of noise as she came, because she often does.
Fortunately, she was careful and only moaned softly. "Thank you", she said as
she put her head on my shoulder. "That was nice." "Your audience thought so
too", I said. "In fact, I'll bet they enjoyed it almost as much as you did." "I
don't care. I really needed it." I put my arms around her and kissed her hard.
"I love you!" By this time I needed to take a leak myself so I told her "I'm
going to the men's room. Can you take care of yourself?" "I need more
attention", she replied. "Don't be gone too long." "I won't", I said. Then as I
left I stopped momentarily at the table our audience was at and said quietly "I
think the lady needs your help. Would you mind giving her a hand?" I then
quickly walked away without waiting for their reaction. I did turn and look just
before turning the corner in the lobby. The men seemed to be preparing to get
up. I hoped they took the bait. I couldn't wait to return. When I came back into
the bar I tried to get in without being noticed by Linda or anyone that might be
with her. I apparently succeeded because her attention now seemed to be
completely occupied by one of the two men who had been sitting near us. He was
now sitting next to her, and they appeared to be having an animated
conversation. I paused and watched for a few minutes. It didn't take long to
realize that his left hand and her right one were not in view. Things must be
working out. As I watched I could see her body moving slightly. He must have his
hand in her pussy, and from the slight movement of her right side, I'll bet she
is beating him off. WOW! I knew that I had to get back there now before things
went too far, and I missed it. I went back around the bar and made a more direct
approach. I moved slowly until I knew I had caught her eye. I was afraid that if
I took her by surprise it might upset her and spoil her mood. When she saw me
her right hand immediately appeared back on the table. She said something too
him, and his hand reappeared as well. I then walked over to the other side of
her and sat down. "I guess you two have met", I said. "Yes", she said. "This is
Bob." "Hi, Bob", I offered. "What do you think of this horny lady?" "She's
something else", he said. He then started to get up. "Where are you going?", I
asked. "Well", he said, "I guess I should leave you two alone." "We'd like for
you to stay, at least for a few more minutes", I said. Then I leaned over to
Linda and whispered "Do you still want to get fucked?" "More than ever. I've
never needed it so bad." "Then Bob and I are going to fuck you", I said. "Are
you ready for that?" "I am ready for anything right now", she replied. "Bob,
we've started something with the lady that we really ought to finish, but we
can't do it here", I said. "We need to find a private spot." Bob almost jumped
out his seat as he said "We could go upstairs to my room." "Let's go! Linda, are
you ready?" "Yes", she murmured. She seemed to be thinking of the momentous
nature of what we were about to do. I was thinking about it too and could hardly
wait to get on with it. As we got up to leave, Linda seemed oblivious to the
fact that she looked somewhat disheveled and that her breasts were plainly on
view as we went through the lobby to the elevator. I noticed, however, with
great delight and also realized that at least two men and a couple saw her. None
seemed offended..at least they continued their gaze and didn't gasp in horror.
In less than a minute, the elevator opened, and we stepped in. As the door was
closing I took her in my arms and kissed her deeply. I also reached down and
pulled up her skirt placing my hand on her pussy. "This cunt of yours is about
to be well fucked" I said. "Good" was all she could (or needed) to say. Within
seconds of entering Bob's room they were in action. Bob didn't bother to remove
his jacket or tie. He simply unzipped his pants and pulled out his very erect
cock. Seeing this, Linda was on her knees and in seconds had him deep into her
throat. Now, I had seen her doing this before, but never with her knowledge as
she did it, so this was a very exciting step for me. Here was my sexy wife
sucking on a man's cock fully aware that I was seeing every lick of it. I really
wanted to participate as well so I said "Why don't you move onto the bed so I
can eat that hot wet pussy?" They complied and Linda laid down with her thighs
wide open as an invitation. I quickly dropped down into position and began to
eat her. It was obvious that no warm-up was necessary. She was dripping wet and
began to moan as soon as I sucked her hard clit into my mouth. Bob also soon
began to moan and breath deeply. He was close...very close. "Oh, baby. Oh, baby.
You are good!", Bob said. Then his body went rigid and Linda seemed to suck even
harder. She kept her face tight against his balls so I couldn't see his cock
pulsating, but I knew it must be. As Bob was cumming I began to work more
vigorously on Linda's clit with my tongue. She seldom cums from just oral
stimulation, but suddenly she too stiffened and moaned. Then in her typical
fashion she forced her cunt firmly against me and moved back and forth to get
more stimulation. After a few seconds of this she pulled away. Whenever she cums
with a lot of intensity Linda suddenly becomes so sensitive that she can take no
further contact for a few minutes. That had just happened. We all laid in our
places quietly for a few minutes. Then Bob said "Linda, that was fantastic, but
I really wanted to fuck you." "We both want that too, Bob", I said. "Linda can
get you back in condition to do just that..right, Linda?" Linda didn't answer.
Instead she began to unbutton the rest of the buttons on her blouse and slipped
it off. Her skirt quickly followed. Bob followed her lead and also quickly
undressed. Linda then again went to work on Bob's now semi-soft cock. Using her
mouth and her fingers, it quickly was obvious that Bob was responding positively
to her work. "This time I am going to watch", I said. Then I moved to a chair in
the corner of the room which I hoped would afford me a direct view when Bob got
to insert himself into Linda's still very wet cunt. I didn't have to wait more
than a couple of minutes for that to happen. Linda suddenly moved her body up
over Bob and said "Fuck me. Fuck me hard." She then reached back to guide his
erection towards her waiting pussy. I was now witnessing what I had long
anticipated as the ultimate sexual thrill. Another man's cock was entering my
wife's cunt. He threw up his hips to force it in quickly and deeply. Linda
gasped and then began to pump up and down. As she did so, Bob reached up and
began to massage her breasts. I could not believe how powerfully erotic the
scene was. It was even more so than I had hoped or imagined. I was so excited
that I could hardly breathe. The two of them went at it like wild animals. His
hard cock pounded in and out of her tunnel and his hands kneaded her breast like
they were soft bread. After a few minutes of this, without withdrawing from her,
Bob grabbed Linda by the shoulders and quickly rolled over on top of her. She
then placed her legs up over his shoulders which gave me another great view of
the action. "Fuck her, Bob", I said. "Fuck that hot slut." "Yes Bob, fuck me
hard!", Linda commanded. "Ram me with that wonderful cock." Neither of them
showed signs yet of cumming, but I must admit that I was getting very close
myself. Feeling the first convulsion of ejaculation about to occur, I moved over
to near Linda's face and aimed my cock right at her. Just then it started. I
came and it hit her cheek and splattered all over her face. Fortunately, she had
closed her eyes. I stepped back and surveyed the scene for a few moments. I have
never seen such a wanton sight. My wife had my cum all over her face and another
man (a complete stranger) was showing her no mercy as he pounded her pussy. Then
I moved back up to near her face and order her "Suck me hard again!" Without a
word she turned and obliged by taking my now very soft cock into her mouth.
Another first! My wife doing two men at once. I was just starting to regain a
hard-on when Bob said that he wanted to change positions again. I moved back
while they rolled over so that Linda was on top. As I returned my cock to
Linda's mouth, she sat down on Bob's cock and began to rock her pelvis back and
forth. This has always been her favorite position. The rocking motion usually
stimulates her clit enough that she quickly rises to orgasm. At the same time
(at least for me) it was a great way to pace my cumming to often match hers. It
apparently was very effective for Bob too, because in moments he started to
moan. Hearing this, Linda quickened the pace of the rocking motion, and she too
began to moan. I was the only one not close to cumming so I withdrew to watch. I
would get mine later. As I moved back to where I could see their coupled
genitals I saw Bob's cock begin its pumping motion. I knew that Linda's cunt was
receiving a hot load of another man's cum. "Ooooohh, Bob!", Linda cried. "I can
feel you cumming in me." She then gasped and stopped rocking. Linda and Bob both
had powerful orgasms and then Linda collapsed on her back beside Bob. I watched
as his cock slipped from her cunt and a blob of white cum oozed out of her and
ran down her slit. This was almost too much. I had often fantasized about this
moment, but the reality of it was even more powerful than any fantasy. I was
sure that Linda had had enough for the moment, but now I wanted mine. I moved up
over her and very easily slipped into her sloppy cunt. "No more..please no
more", she begged softly as she tried to push me away. "Yes, babe, now it's my
turn. Here comes your second load." Even though she was very wet and enlarged
from her previous screwing, I came quickly, probably mostly from the erotic
intensity of the moment. I could feel my cum mixing with that of the stranger
who had just finished fucking her. When I finished I laid on top of Linda for a
few minutes until I felt my cock slip from her vagina. Then I got up to resurvey
the scene. It was fantastic. There lay my horny, well-fucked wife with cum
splattered all over her face and the cum of two men dripping from her hot red
pussy. Next to her lay a man who until a couple of hours earlier she had never
met, but who she had just given the fucking of his life. Bob looked like he was
either asleep or in a daze. Linda must have felt my gaze as she said "What are
you looking at, anyhow?" "I'm just looking at you", I replied. "Do I look like a
whore?", she asked. "No, but you look like a very sexy lady who has just been
very well fucked." "Very, very well fucked, I must say", she said with a giggle.
"Would you like some more?" "No..I couldn't handle it", she answered softly.
"Well, how about heading home then, OK?" "I'm too tired to move right now", she
said. "I'll help you get dressed", I said. "Come on, let's at least get your
blouse and skirt on." It was a struggle, but we did manage to get those
essential articles on and enough buttons buttoned to keep them from falling off
or looking too suggestive. I then helped her to the bathroom to wipe the cum off
her face. Apparently the wet washcloth helped to revive her and she was able to
continue cleaning up by herself. She was about to wipe the cum from her pussy
when I stopped her. "I'll take care of that myself with my tongue when we get
home." When she finished she said "Should we say goodnight to Bob?" "Yes, I
think we should", I answered. By this time Bob had really fallen asleep so Linda
bent over and kissed him on the cheek. She then moved on down and kissed his
limp cock. However, instead of stopping she took it into her mouth and began to
give it another oral massage. "Mmmm", she said. "I like this one. May I keep
it?" "I think not", I answered, "but if you are a good girl, I'll be happy to
help you find another one...maybe even a bigger one." "Is that a promise?",
Linda asked. "Yes, that's a promise...and you know I keep my promises."
Chapter 3: Linda Becomes a Showgirl
As we went down the elevator from Bob's room, I checked Linda's appearance. She
still looked very disheveled..pretty much like she had just gotten out of bed.
Actually she had never made it into bed..just on top of it..but the effect on
her appearance was still the same. "I feel like something is about to start
dripping", Linda said. I lifted up her skirt and ran my fingers through her very
wet slit. Sure enough. There seemed to be a large blob of cum about to drip from
her pussy lips. "Better put on your panties", I said. "Here?", Linda asked. "Yes
and put some kleenex in them too. Otherwise all the good stuff is likely to run
out and make a mess of your skirt and the car seat." She proceeded to retrieve
her panties from her purse along with a few Kleenex and was just finishing
pulling them on as the elevator door opened. A guy who was waiting for the
elevator got a good look at her before her skirt fell into place. "Do you need
some help?", he asked. I was a little startled by his bold approach and didn't
respond right away. "I've just been helped quite well", Linda replied with a
mischievous grin. "That she has", I added. "Too bad. You are just a little too
late. You would have really enjoyed it too." "Well, how about sloppy seconds."
He seemed to know that she had just been fucked. The guy wouldn't give up
easily, apparently thinking (or hoping) that he might also get into the panties
he had just seen. "She's already had two, so you would be third...a very, very
sloppy third", I said. I was quite surprised at the directness of this
conversation. I found myself getting more than a little excited again, but I
didn't know how Linda might feel about it. "Want to do it again?" I asked her.
"I can't", she replied. "I am just too tired at the moment." Her new fan wanted
to continue the negotiation, but I put my arm around her and guided her into the
lobby and toward the door. The guy followed for a couple of steps, but I turned
and said "Sorry, friend. You heard the lady. She is fucked out. Maybe another
time." As we approached the car Linda said "You know, I kind of wish I had taken
that guy up on his offer. I am still very horny." "Well, do you want to go back
in and try to find him..or someone else", I asked. "He's probably up in his room
by now so we'd have to knock on a lot of doors." She giggled and said "Guess
you're right. Oh, well. Will you take care of me again when we get home?" "You'd
better count on it", I said. "I promised to clean up your slutty cunt with my
tongue and then I'm going to fill it up again." When we got home we raced to the
bedroom and Linda quickly pulled off her blouse, skirt and panties, laid back on
the bed and opened her thighs. There before me was her now very gooey and still
very swollen, pink pussy. "Since you never had any dinner, you'd better eat
this", she said. "I'll bet you are starving." "You are right about that", I
replied as I dove face first into her pussy. The hair around her pussy was well
matted down from the cum that had leaked out. The sensation of it as it got
smeared onto my face and into my beard was incredible. As I worked my way in
with my tongue I soon encountered the same taste and smell that I recalled from
her night out with Gary. "You've been with another man again", I said gruffly.
"You're right..and he fucked me good", she said. "Real good, in fact." "And I'll
bet you liked very minute of it", I mumbled as I began to massage her clit with
my tongue and lips. "You're right again", she said. "Did you like it too?"
"Sweetheart, I loved it", I said. "In fact I can not remember ever having been
so turned on before. It was even better than I had imagined." "Good, cuz I think
it could become a habit." I knew that Linda had liked it because she is a sex
machine, but I was delighted to hear her admit it. I could only imagine what
might lie ahead but right now my task was at hand. I continued to eat her until
she came and then I proceeded to fill her quim with another load of cum. She
came again a couple of times before I was done. We then collapsed on the spot.
Just before she fell asleep, Linda asked "Do you think I'm bad?" "No, darling, I
think you are the sexiest woman I have ever known", I answered. "Good", she said
and fell asleep. The next morning I slept in. I had fallen asleep immediately
the night before, but I awoke during the night and couldn't get the vision of
Linda getting fucked by Bob out of my mind. Finally I dozed off again, but I was
very tired. Linda, however, got up at the crack of dawn. I heard her singing in
the shower and as she put on her makeup. This was very unusual for her. Normally
she is quite subdued in the morning. Today was different I soon found out
because she was on cloud nine thinking about the night before. I finally got up
and joined her in the kitchen for a cup of coffee. She greeted my with a big
kiss and grabbed my crotch. "Ready for more fun, hubby?", she asked. "Not just
yet", I mumbled. "Are you?" "Anytime..the sooner the better." She surprised me
by her bold turnaround on the subject. "Do you mean that you are willing to go
out and fuck another guy while I watch?", I asked, somewhat surprised. "Well, I
must admit I had very serious reservations about it and really didn't think I
could ever go through with it, but I found out last night that the attention of
two men can certainly make a woman feel wanted. Are you mad at me for that?"
"No, not at all. In fact I was extremely excited last night. I couldn't sleep
because I kept thinking about his cock going in and out of your pussy. That was
an incredible sight. I am glad you liked it because I would certainly love to
have it happen again... the sooner the better." I thought to myself that I was
also glad that the reality turned out to meet or beat expectations. I must admit
to a slight fear that I might get very upset when (or if) it ever really
happened. I had never dared to share this with Linda because I was certain it
would reinforce her reservations. "What parts of last night did you enjoy the
most?", I asked. "Well, that's a hard question. I'm surprised at myself for the
way I let you and then Bob feel me up and show me off in the bar and I am more
surprised at the way I looked when we went through the lobby and the way I
talked to the guy we met as we left." "Are you aware of how much of you could be
seen and how much the guy saw when the elevator opened?" "I have a pretty good
idea. Why did you let that happen? Doesn't it bother you that other people saw
me practically naked?" "I loved it. In fact I have been trying to think of ways
to get you to let other men see you. That is almost as much of a turn-on as it
is to see you get fucked." I might as well confess that showing Linda off had
been a fantasy of mine even before I began to think about letting other men fuck
her. I read every letter or story I could find about women who like to flash in
various ways. I imagined a lot of scenarios of Linda flashing shoe salesmen,
etc., learning to sit and move so that she would show off her panties (or more)
at any given opportunity. Perhaps this was the chance I had been looking for.
"Things really got started last night after you were a little tipsy. How would
you feel right now when you are very sober if you thought some guy was able to
look up your skirt and see your hot wet pussy?" "Well, I must admit that I still
can't understand why a guy would be interested in that, but knowing that he was
looking at me does excite me..yes, it excites me a lot." "Would it excite you to
see some guys nice big cock especially if you are not sure that he knows it?"
"OK, I admit I like to see cocks..the bigger and the harder the better. But I
don't think a lot about it." "If you are serious about letting men see you,
let's go shopping tomorrow afternoon and find you some clothes that will really
put you on display." "I'd love to go shopping, but what sorts of things are you
thinking about?", Linda asked. "How about a short skirt or one that zips or
buttons so that it can fall open easily", I suggested. "What can you think of?"
"That sounds good. Just so it isn't too short. You know I don't like the way I
look in real miniskirts." "Well, I had something in mind that would at least
cover the tops of your stockings. After all, hose and a garter belt are required
wear. We should also get a really sheer blouse or something that can be
unbuttoned and will fall open easily so the guys can see your great tits." "I
think I get the idea. How about panties? What should those be like?" "If you
insist on wearing any, then they should be very sheer. You know the kinds that I
like to inspect. Except, most of the ones I have seen aren't sheer enough in the
crotch..where it counts. Actually, I hope we can do this sometime with you
wearing none at all." "Maybe", Linda said. "Maybe, but let's start with me
wearing something. OK?" "Fine. I will still find it exciting knowing a man can
see the shadow of your beaver even if he can't see your sexy pussy lips." This
conversation set me to planning (scheming) our next move. Linda is always
interested in going shopping, especially for clothes. Usually I don't go with
her because there isn't much for me to do while she carefully selects what she
wants to get. I began to think about how we could work a shopping trip into an
opportunity for showing her off. This would put a whole new perspective into
what is otherwise a time-consuming and expensive exercise. I tried to recall all
of those letters and stories I had read about women and their husbands who were
into this sort of thing. For the next twenty-four hours I couldn't get the idea
of other men seeing Linda's bare or nearly bare pussy out of my mind. We talked
several times about it and Linda was obviously as excited about it as I was. I
was still half asleep Sunday morning when she startled me by walking into the
bedroom and asking "What do you think I should wear on our trip?" The fact that
she was still so into the idea got my heart to pumping and I woke up in a hurry.
"You still like the idea of showing off, or are you just interested in a
shopping trip?", I asked. "Both", she replied, "and I've gotten so horny
thinking about it that you are going to have to help me cool down a little
before I do it myself." With that she jumped up on the bed and swung one leg
over my shoulder and placed her hot wet pussy right in my face. I gladly ate a
satin mushroom for my breakfast and she soon swung around to a 69 position and
had a load of hot cum for hers. Before we took our showers we went to her closet
and began to select her outfit for the day. We started with the skirt and
quickly agreed on a denim one that was almost knee length. The blouse selection
was more difficult because most of the blouses that she had to wear with that
skirt were colored and opaque. We finally found a white one which I thought
looked sexy on her even though it was quite modest in style. It was sheer enough
that without a bra her nipples might be seen in just the right light. This was
fine, I thought, because we didn't want to be too overt in her appearance this
close to home. For underwear we agreed on a very sheer lace bra and panty set
which had a garter belt to match. Linda wanted to wear a pair of natural colored
sheer hose, but I persuaded her to wear white ones instead. I had discovered in
watching a video that I had bought from a guy who shot scenes up his wife's
skirt, that light colored hose made it easier to see what was partially hidden
beneath a dark colored skirt. A couple of hours later, with butterflies in our
stomachs, we were both ready to go. "Are you ready to give the men at the mall a
hard time?", I asked. "I'm ready. I hope they are." We agreed on going to Wood
field mall because it is the largest in the area and not too close to our home
so we were less likely to run into close friends or neighbors there..just in
case. I also remembered that they had a Fredrick's of Hollywood where we could
get Linda some crotchless panties to further enhance her show. "Where do you
think we should start?", I asked. "Do you want to begin with the skirt and
blouse or with some really revealing undies?" "Let's just go in and walk around
a bit and see what we find", Linda answered. That's what we did. We entered the
mall and started walking. We had passed several stores when we came to the one I
knew had the perfect dressing rooms for giving a little show. This was one that
had curtains that closed rather loosely leaving large cracks to see through.
When closed casually the opening could be even bigger. "Let's check in here", I
suggested. "I'll bet we can find something we will like here." We went in and
began to browse through the racks of women's apparel. This store carried casual
clothing that would usually not be considered sexy. Nonetheless, we found a
couple of skirts and blouses that Linda liked and headed for the dressing room.
"This is where the show starts", I said. "When you go in, don't close the
curtain all the way. Leave plenty of room so that wandering eyes can see in.
OK?" "OK", she agreed. "Go in and strip down to your bra and panties, put on one
of the outfits and then come out." Linda entered the booth and turned to pull
the curtain closed. She quickly realized that she had closed it too well, so she
pulled it back open again so that there was a gap of at least 4 inches.
"Perfect!", I thought. I then moved further back across the store so that I
could see into the booth but was not in the way of anyone who might decide to
take a peek. I watched as Linda unbuttoned her skirt and quickly stepped out of
it. She hadn't worn a slip (they are prohibited under our agreed dress code) so
that the tops of her hose and her garters could be seen. The blouse covered her
panties. Then she slowly unbuttoned her blouse as she looked up at me. I smiled
at her and gave her a thumbs-up. Just as she removed her blouse, a guy walked
past her booth..right in front of it. He could have reached in and touched her
if he had chosen to do so. He must have seen something he liked out of the
corner of his eye because he quickly turned around and walked back into the line
of view, but several feet back from the booth. In fact, he was just a few feet
in front of me. I could see that Linda was now wearing only her sexy undies, and
she was taking her time getting the new blouse ready to put on. Since she was
facing us, we could both plainly see her nipples and her beaver through the
sheer fabric of her bra and panties. Linda looked up and smiled again. That
confirmed my hope that she knew she had an audience. I knew that her pussy must
now be getting pretty hot and wet (when isn't it?). She confirmed that suspicion
by reaching down and rubbing herself. I couldn't see the guy's face or his
crotch but I imagined that he must be getting an erection just like I was. To
make matters worse(?) Linda removed her bra. We had agreed that she would do
this so that we could see the real effect of any sheer blouses that she tried
on. Linda then quickly went about putting on one of the outfits. She then pulled
open the curtain and headed directly toward the two of us. The poor guy must
have thought that she was coming after him, because he proceeded to leave the
store in a hurry. "You put on a great show." "Did you enjoy it?", she asked.
"You know it. In fact I am still hard," I replied. "How about our friend? Did he
appear to enjoy it?", I asked. "He seemed to. He looked pretty hard too...and
large." "Too bad he didn't stay around. Maybe you could have helped him relieve
the problem", I suggested. "But I am sure there will be plenty more chances."
The outfit that Linda had on was a simple white blouse that was somewhat sheer
and had no pockets. Pockets were a problem on many blouses that otherwise would
be great for showing off because instead of one layer of cloth covering her
braless nipples, there were two. Delightfully this blouse let her light brown
nipples show but they were not too obvious unless you looked closely. "The
blouse is perfect", I said. "What do you think of it?" "Do I show?", Linda
asked. "Yes." "A lot?" "No. I think it's just right." "I better check in the
mirror." Linda moved across the store to a mirror and checked her appearance. In
the brighter light there her nipples were more visible. I was afraid that she
might feel too self-conscious when she saw herself. She stood and looked for a
minute or so turning from side to side as she did. "Do you like it?", she asked.
"I love it." She continued to study her mirror image for another minute or two.
I was afraid that she was having second thoughts, but she finally turned to me
and said "I like it too. But let's keep my bra handy in case I get cold feet.
OK?" "That's a good idea", I assured her. "They're not very big are they?" Linda
often seemed dissatisfied with the size of her breasts. Since I have never been
a fan of large boobs, I found them just the right size with a nice firm look
(and feel) to them. "You know that I think they are perfect." The skirt that she
had put on was knee-length and made of denim. However, it buttoned down the
front. Linda had buttoned it all the way down. "You must unbutton some of those
buttons on your skirt", I advised. She bent down and undid the lower two
buttons. I would have liked another one or two undone (there were five), but
this was a start. We then gathered up the outfit that she had worn to the mall
and went to the desk to pay the bill. It seemed that the sales gal who took our
money noticed Linda's breasts. She certainly stared hard at her chest anyhow,
but she didn't say anything and we were soon out of there and on to the next
part of our adventure. As we passed a sitting area in the mall I stopped. "Let's
check out the total effect. Sit down here and face me while I sit over there
across from you. Then open your thighs and show me your panties. If I get a good
look, I'll give you a high-sign. If I can't see well, I'll cover my eyes as a
sign to open another button. OK?" "OK, but what if someone else is looking?"
"That's what we're here for isn't it?" "Yes, I guess so, but if I feel
uncomfortable I'll stop. OK?" "Sure." I knew that Linda sometimes was reluctant
to begin something like this but once she got into it, she was hard to stop.
"Just try to look like you don't realize what is happening", I said. "Look like
you are preoccupied with something else." Linda then sat down and I moved across
the sitting area and sat facing her. As soon as I was seated she opened her
thighs. I immediately could see the white crotch of her panties although I
couldn't really see the shadow of her beaver within. Figuring that undoing
another button would allow more light in I covered my eyes. She looked around
for a moment and then reached down and undid another button. Perfect! I gave her
the "OK" sign. I could now see a shadow and from my distance of about 10 feet it
seemed like I could see a darker line down the center of that shadow. I wondered
if she were getting wet already. Suddenly Linda gave a little gasp and quickly
closed her thighs. It seems that a woman had come out of a nearby store and
turned so that she was facing directly at Linda. Linda's face turned bright red.
I looked around to see what was the cause of this and the woman turned and
walked away. I went over to Linda to reassure her. "Don't worry", I said. "She
may not have noticed. Anyhow, she didn't appear too concerned about it. By the
way, the view is great. Are you getting excited? Your panties look a little
damp." "Yes, I think I am getting kind of wet", she answered. "I think I'll need
a good fuck when we are done with this." "Well, I promise that you'll get one",
I replied. "Now let's just stay here for a bit until a guy or two get a thrill
and then we'll shop some more. If a guy does notice, start searching through
your shopping bag and pretend not to notice. I'll signal you if you should stop.
OK?" I then returned to my place and Linda quickly resumed her pose. I began to
feel myself getting erect as I watched her and thought about her effect on any
passing men. It appeared that she was getting more excited as well because the
dark line on her panties got more noticeable. In just a few minutes I could see
the reflections in a store window of two high school boys approaching behind me.
When they got a few feet away they must have noticed because one said "John,
look!" "Wow, would you look at that!" Linda began to fumble through the bag
beside her. She seemed a little nervous but she kept her thighs well enough
apart so that the view remained unobstructed. "I'll bet she's a great fuck", one
of the guys said in a loud whisper. "Do you think she wants it?", the other
asked. "I'll bet she does, but we better get outta here", the first replied. "If
she's still here later, maybe we can give her a shot." With that the pair took
off almost on the run and I moved over to her side. "Good show, sweetheart!" "Do
you think they enjoyed it?", Linda asked. "Oh yes..for sure. Did you hear what
they said?" "Not real
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