Fred Jones
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The next Wednesday evening Tom asked - begged - me to go out and "play" again
Friday, and I agreed. I confess to daydreaming about some pick up scenarios,
wondering how I'd act, what might happen. What started off as almost unthinkable
outcomes (would I really let someone kiss me thinking I was single) by Friday seemed
OK and even fun. I told Tom a little about my daydreaming - flirting, being kissed -
and was rewarded with some pretty turned on sex. Tom, on the other hand, didn't say
much about his own ideas, he just encouraged me with mine. He did insist on this: "If
you kiss, you gotta tell."
Friday we had an early dinner so we could go out play 'See who tries ('tries' was the
operative word in my mind) to pick up Barbara'.
I pulled out a pretty silk dark print dress that buttoned all the way down the front, a
matching half slip, panty hose, and a pretty bra. Tom got out a casual outfit - camel hair
jacket, chinos, white opened collar shirt.
"How do I look?"
"Barbara, you look great."
He took me in his arms, kissed me. He already had an erection, and I was pretty hot, too.
"Honey, can I make a suggestion?"
"Sure."
"You do look wonderful, but you look like you're going out with your husband."
"Uh, I guess that's an old habit, but I do like this dress!"
"Yeah, but. . . Look, try something for me, OK?"
"Try what?"
"Try it without your bra."
"What???"
"Go on."
The idea did excite me. Tom must have been planning this suggestion all week. Well, no
one would know me there. I went to the bath room, and came out two minutes later. I'm
not very busty, so it wasn't uncomfortable.
"Any better?"
He held me again. "Much nicer. How does it feel to you?"
"Well, my breasts keep moving against the dress, like they do when I'm wearing a
negligee, so it stimulates my nipples and they stand up. And I like the feeling of being
kind of almost naked, and of your hands on my back: it feels very sexy. I do like it."
He held me at arm's length, and sure enough, my nipples were poking at the dress.
"I think that looks wonderful!"
"That was a good idea, but I am glad it's pretty dark in the bar. Do you have any more
good ideas, or can we go? If we don't go soon I'm just going to grab you by the cock and
take you to bed", I said. Actually, that seemed like a good idea, and a lot safer than the
alternative.
"Maybe one more idea."
"Tom, you have an evil gleam in your eye. Now what?"
"Remember the woman I danced with?"
"Yes."
"She was very sexy."
"Tell me why."
"Well, when I held her like this when we were dancing" he demonstrated, "and I moved
my hand like this", he moved it low on my back, "I just felt softness, and not the kind of
hard feeling that an ass wrapped in panty hose has."
"You mean you want me to go bare assed under this dress?"
"Honey, your legs are tanned and smooth, and great looking. You don't need panty hose.
I'd get an erection every time someone was near you, and I guarantee a reaction from
anyone who slow dances with you. Yeah, go bare assed. Are you willing?"
"You didn't just get this idea, did you?"
"No."
He wants me to be sexy! I was so hot, so aroused, and I wanted to please Tom, too, so I
just sat on the sofa, kicked off my shoes, stood, peeled off the hose, put on my shoes, and
moved into his arms.
"Try that."
He did, and his erection told me just how much he approved.
"Maybe you should come to bed with me now", he said.
I thought about that. It was safe, it would be fun, but now I was excited too, and feeling
wicked, daring. So, I took his hand and pulled him to the door. It was only partly
teasing when I said "Not a chance. Now, we are going out! I want some other men to
see me, and maybe hold me, and dance with me while I'm dressed like this. Maybe I'll
get someone as excited as you are."
I thought Tom would insist on staying home, but instead he agreed. "Yeah, let's go. I'd
really like to see that too". I was learning something new about this man!
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