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Merna's Story Pt. 01

By: slimpic11



The only thing true in this story is the places do exist. NASCAR races do have some exhibitionism but this story absolutely exaggerates. 

Edited by DRGRIFFIN

Introduction

Hi, my name is Merna. I am a 37 years old female, 5 feet 6 inches tall and about 130 pounds. I have been married to a man named Jake for 15 years with no children.

We were married after graduating college when I was 22. He is a salesman and I am a graphic artist. We make an adequate living but not great. He is away a lot with his job. This left me with a great deal of free time to myself. 

Because of the all the free time, I worked out a lot in the gym. I lifted weights and used treadmills. As a result I have a firm body, and softness in the right places. My legs are very muscular, my waist is trim and my butt for some reason stays large, a full 39 inches with cheeks that are very rounded. I have a pale complexion with thick reddish hair making me very cautious about the sun. Consequently, I have very few freckles like many redheads. I was a 36C before breast augmentation, which turned me into a full D, with breasts that stand high and firm on my chest, overfilling most of my bras. My breasts really do not need to be contained in a bra as they only have the slightest sag, staying round and mounded even without a bra. I really thought the augmentation worked well for me.

I got the breast augmentation in hopes of improving our sex lives. Almost from the start of our marriage, Jake seemed to have no interest in me. We had sex about once a week with little or no foreplay at all. There was no experimenting, no orgasms for me just a 'wham bam Thank you ma'am. And when he was on his too often business trips there wasn't even poor sex. I was frustrated, always horny and had to relieve my frustrations with a variety of toys. I had lots of fantasies but never acted on them. The breast augmentation did help for a couple of months as Jake paid more attention to my larger bust. But that did not last so I tried wearing really slutty lingerie trying to get a rise out of him, but got only halfhearted efforts.

There were several instances where I caught Jake being untruthful about where he was and what he was doing. In each instance I decided to not confront him hoping that things would get better through my efforts. This turned out to be wishful thinking. Yet I was always faithful to Jake until... well read on.

I knew that something needed to be done but I did not know what I could do. I really had no idea!

Every year Jake went to a 3-day race at Talladega with some college friends. I knew a couple of them, which made me very curious about what they did at the races. Of course, I had seen and read the stories about loose women at the races, all the boob flashing and drinking and shenanigans. We had a small camper that was a pop up, used only for this event. As time went by I got more and more curious. So I nagged Jake for a couple of years to let me go, always getting NO for an answer. This year I was determined to go with him even though I hated the idea of a 3-day tailgate with rednecks. 

Merna gets an invitation to the races

"Jake, I would like to go with you to Talladega this year," I said to Jake after a Saturday night of mundane sex.

"No, you really don't." 

"Why not?" I asked.

"You don't like car races," Jake rationalized. "You also don't like camping, sleeping without air conditioning, mosquitoes or any thing else this outing might bring. And you can not stay out in the sun without a lot of sun screen."

"Well, I can't argue with any of that," I agreed, "but we need to find something we can do together. It has been months since we did anything together."

"We just had sex together!" Jake pointed out.

"You know what I mean," I said with some anger.

"You just don't know what it is like," Jake said. "It is mostly men and the women who go there are tough."

"I can be tough!" I protested.

"You just don't know what you are getting into," he said. "I mean you really have to be extra tough. I think you are too soft for this."

"Let me show you," I fumed.

"You are going to regret this, probably make me miserable trying," Jake lamented. "If you go, you have to do whatever the group says and not whine or complain. Most of all you have to fit in with the guys. These guys have been my friends for years. Only a couple bring wives and none are like you."

"What do you mean, like me?" I shouted with my hand on my hips. By now I was standing by the bed naked and turning red with anger.

"You are a pampered women that has no experience roughing it," he said angrily as he also stood facing me.

"You mean to tell me, you don't think I am tough enough to spend 2 nights in a camper with you!" I yelled.

"I don't think you will do what it takes to fit in with my friends," he said shaking his head.

"I think I can," I said a little less loudly. "After all I know Tom and Ed."

"There is also Jeff and Jerome," he said. "Their wives have experienced these weekends and learned to enjoy the experience. These are very experienced women."

"If they can do it, I can do it!" I almost cried.

"Ok, but remember I told you that you would be sorry," Jake exhaled.

"Maybe, but I want to try," I said tearfully.

Jake gave in saying, "You have to agree to the following conditions, you have to go with the flow, be ready for anything, and no crying. I don't want you to embarrass me by being a wimpy, weepy female. Lastly what ever happens in Talladega stays in Talladega."

"I agree," I said excitedly. "I am going to make you proud." Little did I know this was a pivotal decision for me!

Jake and Merna go to the race

A week before we were supposed to go I began to wonder how I needed to prepare for the trip.

"What do I need to take to Talladega?" I asked Jake the Saturday before we would leave.

"We will leave early Friday morning, set up the camper, and go to the afternoon warm-up if we have time," Jake said. "Then leave Sunday afternoon after the big race. I have taken care of booze. You can bring some wine if you want. Food is bought there. No need to rough it any more than necessary."

"What do I wear?" I asked. I sort of knew it was halter-tops and shorts but hoped he would give me another answer.

"Well, I think you know it will be hot so dress skimpy," he said. "Maybe you should bring a bikini and some of that sexy underwear you bought."

"Why would I need sexy underwear?" I queried. 

"You never know what will happen," he said in an off hand way. 

So that week I worked on my wardrobe. I did have several pairs of shorts including one pair of blue jeans shorts. I took the scissors making the blue jean shorts even shorter. After cutting them, you could see the crease at the bottom of my buttocks and very close to the edge of my pussy. I also had a halter-top that I wore in college before the enlarged boobs. The boobs pressed out both sides and lots of cleavage could be seen. I had to admit it showed off my flat belly. I knew Talladega was the only place I could wear it and hoped no one I know in Birmingham saw me there. I also decided to take a baby doll nightgown and a pair of mini thong panties made of leather that only covered the slit of my pussy. Lot of pussy lip showed. I had never even tried these on. I knew there would be no chance to wear them but as he said, "Who knows". I planned to show him I could be sexy. 

In short, I had gotten to the point I would try almost anything to save this relationship!

I wore a thin sundress with no bra and a pair of white lace panties with comfortable sneakers traveling to the race. This outfit really showed off my firm, high round breasts. Jake approved.

We got to our campsite, set up in time to walk around to see the cars warming up. At about 6pm, we headed back to the campsite. I was feeling good, like maybe we were renewing our relationship. I was somewhat optimistic but apprehensive also.

As we got to the camp, everyone was there. Tom and Ed were college chums, looking much like Jake. Average sized successful white guys. Neither had a spouses now. It seemed both had been married for years before divorcing last year. 

Jeff and Jerome were different. They were race friends. Jeff was a large fat redneck maybe 45 years old. Not particular handsome. His wife, Rose, was a plain small pale blond maybe 5 foot tall and could hardly weigh 100 pounds. She appeared to be muscular in very good shape. She was wearing almost nothing. The bikini was barely more than 2 strings, one with just enough material to cover her nipples, and barely a patch covering her pussy. I had never seen anything like this in a store. This had to be an Internet purchase or custom made. She obviously had no hair except for a buzz cut on top of her head. I counted 3 tattoos with the most prominent being a snake whose head started between her small tits and ended at the top of her slit. It was very colorful. The others were a rose on her shoulder and barbwire around her ankle. 

Jerome was the largest black man I had ever been introduced to. He must have been 6 feet 6 inches tall and 280 pounds. He was not fat just large. Every thing I could see was big. Big head, big arms, big legs, and a big smile that once I got over being afraid, seemed to make you like him. He was totally bald.

His partner looked like the female version of Jerome. Her name was LaTonia and she was also large all over. She had to be 5 feet 9 inches and I could not guess her weight although she was not fat around the middle. She had long hair in the Afro style; her lips, eye and ears were large. She also had a large mouth, big lips, and lots of white teeth that when she smiled, you just had to like her. She beamed when she smiled. Huge hands, feet and legs for a women. Her butt and tits were massive. I could only guess that she was well over 40 inches in the hips and no bra could contain those breasts. She was wearing an outfit much like the one I planned, cut off jeans and a halter. Except her jeans showed more ass cheeks than I had and her tits leaked out the sides showing more tit than I had. Her cleavage seemed to start at her throat. Her tits leaked out of the bottom of the material. Think a large version of Serena Williams. 

So Jake introduced me saying, "This is my wife Merna. Merna this is Jerome and LaTonia."

I reached out my hand to Jerome, making my hand feel like minuscule in Jerome's. LaTonia gave me a bear hug that seemed to last forever, I could hardly breathe.

I shook hands with Jeff and Rose. 

"I know Tom and Ed," I said as I shook both their hands. It was also clear to me that all these people knew each other well. The guys were wearing loose fitting swimsuits with no shirts. Jerome had a large muscular chest and arms. I was thinking he might have been a football player. 

So we had dinner. The guys were drinking beer and Jack Daniel's Bourbon. Jake asked me if I wanted something to drink; I pulled out my bottle of wine. They all had a big laugh saying there were no corkscrews in Talladega. This was a beer and Jack place. I had never had Jack but knew I did not like beer so I took a bottle of water adding what I thought was a little Jack. The first sip was awful. But the second sip was not so bad. I was already buzzed by the time we finished dinner. Jake then suggested I try Jack with some Diet Coke. I did and that tasted OK. 

I really liked Jerome and LaTonia best of all. Tom and Ed were snobs, very much in love with themselves. Jeff seemed a little bit too country and just a little off to me. Rose said almost nothing, seeming a little troubled and shy.

Jerome said, "Ok now for the entertainment."

"I need to explain this part of the weekend to Merna," Jake said quickly. "Merna, let's go in the trailer while I explain how the weekend will go."

The others looked surprised, saying to Jake, "Man, you are in trouble."

"What is going on Jake?" I said with my hands on my hips, already mad.

"We auction off the girls to the highest bidder," Jake explained, "and whoever wins the bid owns the girl for the weekend."

"What do you mean own?" I yelled.

"Just that," Jake said calmly, "you do whatever the person says."

"Do you mean sleep with that person?" I said with all the calm I could muster.

"Yes, if that is what the person says," he said. "Here is the deal. I tried to convince you that you were not tough enough for this weekend. I think this is where I am proven correct. If you want to leave you can but remember you agreed to not embarrass me. But I will give you the keys to the car and you can pick me up on Sunday."

"First, I am too drunk to drive home," I said. "Second, I don't want to give you an I told you so. Third, I am ready for someone that may give me what you have not. I hate you for putting me in this situation!" But I thought, well at least I may get laid this weekend. I just could not figure out who wanted to buy me. I liked Jerome the best but he was so big. I thought, no way could I take him. This made me a little worried but very excited also. I definitely did not want it to be Jeff. I was sweating it.  

"Just remember you agreed to do anything this weekend with all forgotten once we leave," Jake said.

"I will, you bastard," I exclaimed. "You will see I am as tough as these girls." 

When we came out of the camper, Jerome explained that each male with a female to auction off would display her, taking a bid in a round robin auction. When a girl goes one round without a new bid the winner for that girl is established.

So Jeff stood next to Rose saying, "Who is going to bid on this beauty?"

"I will bid 200," Tom said.

"Ok, that is a start," Jeff said.

"What is the bid for my sweetie?" Jerome said standing next to LaTonia. 

"I bid 400 for her," Ed said. 

"Ok that is a little better," Jerome said. LaTonia smiled with pride at Rose.

Jake pulled me in front of the 4 guys. Jeff and Jerome had joined Tom and Ed making me realize that all guys could bid on the 3 women. I also could see why they had camped so far away from the main camp ground. This had been the plan all along.

"Ok, guys I know you can beat that bid for this prime piece of meat," Jake said. I saw red at this.

"1000," Jerome said.

LaTonia looked at me smiling, giving me a thumps up. 

"Rose, let's show them a little more skin," Jeff said as he stood next to Rose, undoing the string from her top. 

I was amazed at the puffy nipples on the small chested woman. She was small all over but her areolas were silver dollar size and puffed out like a soft pink balloon. It was really oddly sexy. 

"1000," said Tom.

Rose grinned and rubbed her nipples making them stick out at Tom.

"Babe show them what a real women looks like," Jerome directed.

LaTonia undid the halter-top, taking it over her head. Jerome reached around taking both boobs in his hands. They were so big that his hands could hardly be seen and I knew how large his hands were. They also did not sag as much as I would have thought they would owing to their size. Her areola seemed to be a fourth of those monsters. I often thought watermelon sized tits can't happen but these could only be described that way. 

"2000," said Jake. I just glared at Jake. How could he spend that amount of money on this woman? We did not have the money to waste. 

"Merna we need to make sure you get the best price," Jake said, "so I can afford LaTonia."

With smoke coming out of my ears, he pulled down the top of my sundress, rubbing my nipples in front of these 4 guys.

"5000," said Jerome. I could not believe it. Was he really going to pay $5000 to sleep with me? Again, I was afraid I could not take him but excited enough to want to try. I also felt some strange sense of pride that he would pay that much.

"Rose show them your snake hole," Jeff said as Rose removed the small amount of material covering her crotch and spread her legs so all could see. She had a very small slit and smooth lips. Her pussy looked like a 12 year old. The only prominent feature beside the puffy nipples was how muscular she was and a tosh that protruded nicely with almost no fat. 

"1500," said Ed. "The other two are already out of my league." Rose seemed happy with this bid.

"Ok, honey give them a show," Jerome said. LaTonia unzipped her jeans, of course wearing no panties. You could see the top of a well-trimmed pussy. She put her hand in her slit. It came out wet so Jake could taste her discharge. I decided LaTonia liked to be on display for Jerome. 

"5000 for your black beauty," said Jake to Jerome. I had to admit LaTonia was incredibly sexy, with very smooth chocolate color skin and lots of everything.

"Alright," Jerome countered to Jake, "let's make a deal. You take LaTonia, and I will give you 5000 for Merna."

I was glad that I did not have to show it all in front of everyone like Rose had. Maybe this would not be so bad. 

"Deal," Jake said, "unless Tom, Ed or Jeff want to bid over 10000."

"No," they said. 

"I want that money," I whispered to Jake in my angriest voice I had. He just rolled his eyes.

"Tom and I have a deal for you Jeff," Ed said. "We will bid 3000 for Rose but it is to take care of both of us. After all we know Rose can handle us."

"Your damn right I can," Rose said smiling like she had just won the lottery. I sort of thought Rose wanted to be away from Jeff.

"Deal," Jeff said. 

So we all settled around the fire for a night of drinking. I moved to pull the top of my dress up but Jerome said, "No, leave it down. Get me a drink."

Each of us went to get Jack and water for the guys and ourselves. I made mine stronger than I had before. LaTonia did not brother to put her top back on while Rose stayed nude. I realised Rose would likely stay naked all weekend. 

As we fixed the drinks, LaTonia said to me, "That is the highest bid we have seen. If you just go with the flow, and do what Jerome says; you are going to have a good time. He will not hurt you even through you think he will."

"I have never done anything like this and I am very nervous," I admitted. 

"Enjoy yourself," LaTonia said.

So I handed Jerome his drink with my boobs on full display. I started to sit next to Jerome but he said, "Sit on my lap and enjoy your drink."

I sat on his lap, making myself comfortable. Before long he began to rub my back. It felt good. I was slowly sipping my Jack, beginning to get this dreamy feeling. Jerome slowly moved from my back to my front. His huge hand moved to the bottom of my firm breasts. I started to moan. I looked over; Jake was already sucking on LaTonia's nipples, tweaking the large areola, and taking all he could of those large dark mounds. This was turning me on. Jerome moved on to my nipples as he kissed the back of my neck. He spent a lot of time massaging and pinching my sensitive long ignored body. 

Rose was sucking Tom and Ed, alternating between the two. Jeff was watching the activities. I thought I was in a dream. Before I knew it Jerome had removed my dress, leaving me in only my thin white panties. I was glad to have more cover than a thong. LaTonia was naked; Jake was fingering her for all she was worth. Jerome began to rub both my ass and the gusset of my panties. Just as I was about to cum he said "time to get me another drink."

I did not want to walk in front of the group almost nude. 

"Where is my dress?" I asked. 

"You don't need it," Jerome said. 

"But I am almost nude," I protested.

"So what," Jerome demanded. "YOU DO WHAT I SAY WITHOUT TALKING BACK. And call me Mister Jerome."

"Yes," I said, "Mister Jerome".

So I walked by Jeff, Jake and LaTonia, Tom, Ed and Rose nearly nude and very embarrassed. Jeff leered like I was a piece of meat, Jake grinned like he was winning something and LaTonia said, "You are doing great honey."


Merna's Story Pt. 01



I mixed our drink, took it back to Jerome, sitting back in Jerome's lap. I realized that he had taken off his swim trunks, as his dick was hard and pressing into my ass. We both took a couple of swallows of Jack. I knew I was drunk and thought everyone else was too. I lay back on Jerome's chest as he started rubbing me all over. Before I knew it his long thick fingers were inside my panties. At first it was slow but felt oh so good. He knew exactly where to touch. His dick was digging into my butt while his fingers worked faster and faster. I could imagine how big he was by judging how it felt on my ass; it had to be big. He was now working his hand faster and faster. I was in heaven. I somehow knew my panties were goners.

"I can't take this any longer, Mister Jerome," I said. 

"Good time for you take care of Mister Jerome." He lifted me up, putting his dick in my mouth. It was so large that I could get only the first third of it in my mouth. I was between his legs. You could feel how muscular his legs were. I finally got half of his dick in my mouth, doing my best on this challenge and surprise of surprise enjoying it. 

"That's it my white slut," Jerome said. "Suck that big black dick."

I was now really enjoying this. He came in my mouth. It came in a rush with no warning. I felt a little cheated that I did not get my pussy fucked.

"Clean it up white slut," Jerome said. I did, I got it all.

"Boy that was good Merna," Jerome smiled. "I think you are going to be worth the 5k I spent on you."

We sat there for a while, just listening to the night sounds, and finished our drinks. The others had gone to bed, Rose with Tom and Ed, Jake in our Pop Up trailer with LaTonia, and Jeff to his tent. You could hear sexual activity all over the place. 

"Let's go to bed," Jerome said. 

"Let me get some bed clothes," I said.

"Let me make one more rule really clear, for this weekend you only wear what Mister Jerome says. Mister Jerome says you go to my tent just like you are." 

I looked down noting I only had on socks and a pair of stretched tattered white panties that were hiding nothing. 

"But look at me, my pussy is showing, Mister Jerome," I said.

"Exactly," Jerome said. 

It was about 11 o'clock when we entered Jerome's tent. Half of the floor was a blow up mattress. The flaps were up all the way around so anyone could see in. 

"Mister Jerome, can we lower the tent flaps?" I pleaded.

Jerome explained, "No, it will be too hot. Besides you want your loving hubby to see me take that beautiful twat. I promise you he will never feel the same after I finish with that pussy."

I looked down at his cock saying, "Mister Jerome, I can not take that thing is my tight slit." It was at least 7 inches fluid with a very large diameter. I had never seen anything like it.

"Yes, you can and you will my white slut," Jerome smiled. "I think after you get used to it you will be begging for my dark meat."

So we lay down together. I acted like I was going to sleep but Jerome would not let me. He ripped what was left of my panties off and started licking my pussy. It had been so long since anyone had done that to me I could not help but get turned on. My pussy was getting wet, experiencing small but noticeable tremors. Jerome knew exactly where to touch. 

"Ok my white slut it is time to take this," Jerome said. I observed that his penis had not grown much longer than the 7 inches. But it was so thick with bulging blood vessels; I just knew it would be painful. "We will go slow but you will take it." Jerome said with command.

He got over me, slowly placed the tip of his meat against my small slit. He took the black dick in his hand and rubbed it up and down my slit. I closed my eyes and thought I was in a dream. Jerome slowly moved up and down from the clit hood to my ass hole. He did this moving in smaller up and down movements until it got to the entry of the urethral opening. He then gradually moved forward until the tip was in the vaginal opening. So far it was only pleasure. I was almost unconscious. As he entered me further, it felt like he was tearing me apart. It was pain mixed with pleasure. I almost felt like a virgin again. I screamed and Jerome started to pull out. I grabbed his muscled ass and pulled forward. In one move I had taken it all in. 

"Don't move Mister Jerome," I begged.

Jerome levitated until I got used to him. Then he started moving with small up and down movements. The pain was being overcome by pleasure all over. My vagina was beginning to contract with the start of an orgasm. 

"Ok, Mister Jerome," I cooed, "I am ready to take whatever you can give."

Jerome started moving in and out more rapidly. I could not believe how good it felt. There was still some pain but the pleasure was overwhelming the pain. I started having orgasms one after the other. Jerome was moving now with more rapid movement. He erupted filling my insides. Jerome collapsed beside me breathing very hard. It was the best evening I had in a long time. I was full of cum, as satisfied sexually as I had ever been. I fell asleep almost instantly with no concern who had seen this or who saw me lying naked next to a giant black man.



Merna's Story Pt. 02



Part 2 of Merna's story. Chronicles the second day at the races. Really need to read Part 1 to understand it.

Edited by DRGRIFFIN

*****

I awoke the next morning with a smile on my face. Jerome was lying next to me just watching me. I felt something in my butt. I reached around and pulled out an anal plug. I had seen them before but never had one in my butt. 

"What is that doing there, Mister Jerome?" I asked. 

"You need to have your ass hole stretched," Jerome said. "You can't take me without some preparation."

"I will never be able to take that monster in my tight asshole," I cried. 

"That is what you said before last night about your twat," Jerome laughed. "You just need to be prepared correctly. How about a shower?"

"Oh yea, I really need a shower," I exclaimed. "Let me get dressed." The showers were communal showers about 200 yards from the campsite, so I naturally thought I needed clothes. 

"You have enough clothes here," Jerome said. 

"All I have is these torn panties which won't even cover my pussy," I cried.

"First what happened to Mister Jerome? Second, you wear what I tell you to wear. Now get dressed," he said as he handed me my torn panties with a giant smile on his face. "You need to wear shoes."

I took the panties with an exasperated look. "Thank you Mister Jerome," I whined with much sarcasm. "You are so generous." He laughed.

I took the panties and tied them around my swollen pussy as best I could. The cloth barely covered the lips and tying them made the cloth disappear into my butt cheeks. I did not want to look in a mirror. 

So we started across the parking lot to the showers. Luckily this was a late crowd and we only met a few people. I could not look anyone in the eye. I knew that there were catcalls and vulgar remarks being made about my anatomy. I did hear some saying "Great tits. Those are definitely 10's." Jerome was right behind me wearing swim trunks. At least with Jerome around I knew I would be safe. I glanced back to see Jerome smiling as he watched my ass move as I walked. 

As we got close to the shower a young police officer stopped us. He was hardly 21 but very good-looking.

"Miss, you cannot be here dressed or undressed like that," he said. "We do not allow people to be nude in the public lot. You really need to have your nipples covered and certainly your pussy has to be completely covered."

"Officer, I am sorry, but my boss wanted me to take her to the showers," Jerome pleaded. "We knew she needed to have her pussy covered but thought it was OK to have her tits showing." I realized Jerome was playing this role because he was afraid the police would be less lenient with a black man and white women.

"We don't worry so much about nipples but she is completely nude!" the officer was adamant. 

"The slut had one outfit, the jeans and top are washed and drying out but she is wearing the panties she had on last night," Jerome explained. "Look closely, she is wearing panties. Feel free to examine but I have seen other girls coming to the shower in just panties. I would hate to tell the boss his slut is in jail."

I looked down and realized the panties not only had slipped in the crack of my ass but also had slipped inside my pussy lips as I walked. "Look officer, I do have on panties," I said as I slipped my fingers into my slit to release the material."

"Please feel free to inspect officer," Jerome said. 

The officer reached down, putting his fingers where I had moved the material to be seen. As he did he hit my clit that was still sensitive from the night before, and I squirted for the first time in my life! I was totally embarrassed. I could not understand what was happening to me. This was the most humiliating circumstance in my life but my body seemed to like it. I could see the spot on the officers perfectly pressed dark blue slacks.

"Did you see that?" the officer said dumbfounded. "I have never seen that before!"

"Nor I!" Jerome said as I closed my eyes while both men stared at my wet thighs and the spot on his slacks. "But officer she is wearing panties as you can see."

Jerome looked at me; smiled and winked, "Look at the mess you made on this nice young man's trousers. You need to do something to clean up for your mess."

"Officer I am so sorry," I struggled to get out. "What can I do to make up for my slutty ways?" I could not believe I just said that. Who was I?

"Well, I guess you could not help it," the officer acknowledged. "I will have a story to tell the guys about the spots on my uniform. But she needs to be more covered. I am going to wait here until y'all shower then inspect her to make sure she can make the trip back."

"Thank you Officer Malone. My name is Jerome and my boss will appreciate this."

So we got into the shower with a couple other guys. They were really enjoying the scene. Jerome soaped me all over, paying a lot of attention to my private parts. He soaped and rubbed my tits until I again was aroused. In spite of myself, I was enjoying these men watching me with their dicks getting hard. 

"Ok, now me," Jerome said. I soaped his back and then his chest. He was certainly muscled all over. His chest was covered with kinky black hair that looked like corkscrews. Then I started on his dick. I soaped and rubbed it until he was completely hard. I continued stroking him until he was about ready to cum. Jerome stopped me and turned me around. He soaped my butt then squeezed his hard dick between my butt cheeks. He did not penetrate the sphincter but did put pressure where the butt plug had been. I almost felt if I could relax enough it might have gone in. He came all over my butt. 

"Now we are ready to go," Jerome said after rinsing the cum off us. The guys in the shower were obviously happy with the show. One of them handed me a towel to dry off, offering to dry my back, which I allowed him to do. I struggled to cover my pussy with the tattered material that were my panties to no avail. Several of the guys volunteered to help with the material but none offered me a towel or anything that would cover my pussy. Even a washcloth would have worked. They enjoyed my struggle. I got my pussy lips covered as best I could. Jerome and I walked out after I gave up. The panties were beyond repair barely covering anything. 

"Officer Malone," Jerome said, "time to inspect this slut before we go back to the boss."

"Mister Jerome," Officer Malone said, "I know you are the boss here and I am fine with that. Most of us in Alabama don't have a problem with a black men and white women together. So drop the pretense while I inspect 'your' slut." 

"How did you know?" Jerome said.

"The way she looks at you," Officer Malone smiled. "Now for the official inspection."

He got real close and again felt the material and 'accidentally' touched my clit the same as before. This time I only twitched a little but did not squirt on the officer again. 

"Ok, she can go back but find her just a little more to wear," the Officer smiled. "But not a lot more. We need more people attending the races for our local economy and something tells me her presence will help get the dogs out."

"I think you are right," Jerome said. "You know we need to do something for your kindness and the mess my slut made on your uniform. I know this white slut would like to show you how much she appreciates you not taking her to jail and the mess she made. Don't you?"

"Yes," I whimpered. "I would very much like to show my appreciation to this young nice looking officer and make up for my mess."

"I would like to take you up on the offer, but I am on duty" he said. "I am off duty after the truck race this afternoon." He quickly added.

"What about 9pm tonight?" Jerome smiled. "In fact bring a couple of friends so they can witness my slut's appreciation. After all, who would believe this without seeing it." The two shook hands. As we left Malone patted my butt and watched me all the way to the camp. 

"Now wasn't that fun?" Jerome asked after we got to the camp. 

I realized in spite of how humiliating the whole thing was; walking nude in front of strangers, showering with guys, squirting on the officer, and having a big black man cum on my ass, it was a great morning all in all. 

"Yes, I enjoyed myself" I smiled.

"Now let's find you something appropriate to wear for the day," Jerome said. "Then get some food. We have to make my white slut decent for the day."

So I laid out the clothes I had brought. He picked up a pair of black shorts, and a thin white blouse. The shorts came down to about mid thigh. He started cutting the shorts with pair of scissors. First he cut out the leg completely. All that was left was the gusset that would barely cover my crotch. Then he cut the back like LaTonia's jeans shorts so that a good portion of my ass cheeks would hang out. 

"Ok let see how this looks," Jerome said.

So I put on the shorts, which was not too bad. It felt a little strange because the cut of the legs made the material bunch up more on my crotch, and tugged at my pussy, and I was sure that my butt was almost on full display. But I thought, 'Ok you can do this'. 

He handed me the blouse to put on. "What about a bra, Mister Jerome?" I asked. 

"No bra," Jerome smiled. "Why would we cover those scrumptious breasts?"

"Ok, but I need sunscreen and my big hat," I said. "Mister Jerome, us redhead have to be careful with the sun."

"Take the blouse off so I can make sure you don't get burned," Jerome instructed. He then took the sunscreen, lavished it on my back then covered my front and arms. He took extra care with my breasts. I put the blouse back on. 

"Just a little more adjustment" Jerome said. He first tied my blouse just under my tits and unbuttoned it down to the tie. The shorts were loose at the waist so he folded them down to show most of my belly and the start of my butt crack.

He then rubbed sunscreen on my legs. He made sure to cover my ass cheeks that were hanging out. For some reason, he decided to message my pussy lips, running his fingers under the gusset of the shorts. 

"At least you are thorough," I said with a lot of sarcasm, smiling.

"Ok, we are ready to go," Jerome smiled taking my hand. I put on my hat as we left the tent. 

Just as we were leaving LaTonia, Jake, and Jeff all came out completely nude. 

"We are going to take a shower," Jake said.

"Not like that," I exclaimed. "There is a policeman down there checking to make sure your nipples and pussy are covered."

"We know," Jake said haughtily. "We will catch up with you at the food court."

As we walked across the park to the food court, I was getting looks and comments. All seemed to appreciate how I was dressed. Of course showing T&A always works, but in spite of the embarrassment, it felt good to have these people appreciate a 37-year-old body. I would not wear this apparel on my own but I had to obey Jerome the whole weekend. I felt appreciated and desired due to effort Jerome put into what I wore. This had not happened to me in the years. Someone cared about how I looked and what I wore and I liked this feeling. I gently squeezed his hand to show my appreciation and smiled. Jerome squeezed back and smiled.

At the food court, we both had hamburger and fries. We ate hardily as a result of energy expended fucking the night before. As we were finishing LaTonia, Jake and Jeff arrived with their lunch. LaTonia was hot, hot, and hot. Words failed me. She was a picture of absolute beauty. She was wearing a pair of black shorts mostly cut out like mine with her ass shown to entice. The top was a stretched white halter that barely covered the bottom of her tits. You could see the crease that started at the bottom of her massive mummeries if you were staring straight ahead but looking up from where I was sitting I could see almost to her nipples. Of course, the white material could not hide the outline of her dark areola. It seemed that the top was tailored to show maximum cleavage. The cut stopped just as the dark areola started. I thought she was incredibly sexy. I wondered if Jake had picked out her outfit.

"Can we join you?" LaTonia smiled as she sat down. LaTonia hugged me after she was seated. It always felt good to get a LaTonia hug. 

"So good to see you this morning," I said. Jeff and Jake talked to each other while LaTonia, Jerome and I had our conversation. 

At about 1pm Jerome said, "Ok, girls we need to go clothes shopping for tomorrow's outfits, then I am going to join Jeff and Jake to watch the truck race. You girls can join us or sit in the shade and enjoy the day."

I looked at Jake; but he would not meet my gaze. 

So Jerome, LaTonia and I went to find outfits for tomorrow. Of course the pickings were slim. Jerome bought us both a Bubba Wallace tee shirt. Bubba Wallace is a black driver in the Xfinity Series. It was hard to find so we went to many stands. It was not high quality material but I was relieved that Officer Malone would fully appreciate this selection. 

LaTonia and I both seemed to pick things up from low shelves. We had somewhat of a following to see our ass cheeks and tits as we bent over. Of course next to LaTonia I thought I must look small. 

We found a vendor selling swimsuits. This made sense as lots of girls wore bikinis to the races. We looked at several suits, and tried on a few. This too drew quite a crowd, as there was no dressing room. We changed where all could see and I liked it. After three tries I said to Jerome, "I have a bikini that looks as good as any of these, also these are expensive." 

"You are right," Jerome said. "I think I saw something that will be good."

He picked up a florescent green swimsuit bottom cover about 6 inches wide with an elastic waistband. We both had on bikinis so we each stepped into one. 

"Now that works," Jerome exclaimed before purchasing them for both LaTonia and myself. 

"We are going to stay around here," LaTonia informed Jerome. "We want to watch the people go by as you watch the truck race with Jeff and Jake."

So LaTonia and I just spent the afternoon in the shade talking. I really liked her. I found out a lot about her and Jerome. They were high school sweet hearts, married while still in college when both were seniors and were 40 now, which surprised me. I would have guessed them younger. Jerome had been a football player and played for a short time in the pros. They were owners of a distribution business for sporting equipment located in Bessemer. 

They had been doing events like this several times a year for the last 5 years. She thought doing these events together only made them closer as they shared everything. She also told me the story of how they started these adventures. Maybe a story I will tell in a later writing. 

In LaTonia's words, "I guess we are occasional swingers."

LaTonia was very interested in how I was coping with this. 

"Jerome is a great guy," I said. "While he has made me do things I did not think I wanted to do, I have to say I have enjoyed it. What's more he is interested in how I look, what I wear, and making me move outside my comfort zone. I think I have changed. Jake has not given me any attention for a long time, possibly never the way Jerome has. LaTonia, I know he is yours but thank you for sharing."

"Oh it is good," LaTonia said with her toothy smile. "Jerome and I have a terrific relationship, I know he always leaves with me. We just like to have fun and this is really fun usually. We are both very glad you came this year."

"I don't understand why Jake spent the time dressing you in that sexy outfit but has no energy to care at all about what I look like," I queried in frustration.

"He didn't," LaTonia answered. "I chose this because I knew Jerome would like it. He really likes to show me off. No offense Merna but I don't understand what you see in Jake. It was really nothing exceptional last night."

I could not say anything. 

It was about 5 o'clock as we suddenly experienced one of Alabama's quick hard showers. LaTonia and I were drenched to the core. Jerome joined us.

"Well you girls look like you have enjoyed the day," Jerome laughed. "But those outfits may not pass muster with Officer Malone."

I looked down and my thin white blouse was completely see through and so was LaTonia's. Her big brown areolas were now completely visible through the wet material. Our hair was stuck to our heads. 

"Let's go back to the camp so we can get ready for tonight's show," Jerome commanded.

LaTonia and I looked at each smiling. We each took an arm from Jerome, heading to the camp with our tits and ass showing proudly, looking forward to entertaining tonight. 

Another shower show

As we got to the showers, Jerome suggested we shower before going back to the camp. That sounded good to both LaTonia and I. There were 3 young guys already in the showers. LaTonia and I lathered soap all over each other. We soaped up our tits and rubbed against each other for some time. The guys watched us with great interest. I could see that all the dicks were getting hard from our impromptu show. Then LaTonia said, "Bend over I need to clean your ass really well and then you can do mine."

I bent over; my tits were hanging just right for maximum volume, while LaTonia worked soap lather in my ass hole. Her fingers were making me crazy. It felt great. I was getting so turned on as she rubbed across my swollen clit occasionally.

"Ok, my turn," LaTonia said.

She leaned against the wall bending forward to give me access. I started to lather up her big butt as Jerome touched me on the shoulder. 

"Let me do this," Jerome said. His enormous hard dick easily slipped it into LaTonia's gaping pussy. I could not believe how easily it slipped in. He was all the way to the hilt in one push. 

I needed help to relieve the sexual tension that had built up in me, so I picked the best looking of the three young guys curling my finger at him. He came over eagerly as the other two came with him. I fell to my knees and took his dick in my mouth sucking it eagerly. As I worked on him I also worked on my swollen clit with my fingers. One of the other guys decided to massage my tits. The other one decided to give Jerome help. 

"Can I help you out pal?" the guy asked. "She looks like a lot of women."

"Rub my tits," LaTonia moaned. So he massaged LaTonia's massive udders that were hanging almost to her knees as she was bent over taking Jerome in her soaked pussy. 

The guy I was sucking came all over my face and tits. The second guy took his place. This tasted so good.

"Work on my pussy," I mumbled to my first conquest as I took the second dick in my mouth. Somehow my first guy understood my mumble, and placed his finger in my vagina fucking me with his hand as I finished his friend. Without much warning the second guy came. The timing was good, as I had finished my own tremoring climax. 

The three of us stood and saw quite a sight. Jerome fucking his wife's pussy, rubbing her big butt as he was doing this and a white boy masturbating while rubbing the biggest tits he had probably ever seen. We have come a long way I thought. Jerome could not hold out any longer. When the white boy saw that Jerome was finishing he made one big jerk to ejaculate a stream of goop that hit LaTonia on her back as he made one last squeeze of her right breast. LaTonia just moaned with pleasure. 

"That was great," LaTonia said standing, hugging her husband. "Thank you so much for the attention to my breasts young man." She also gave him a big hug. It dawned on me, the three shower boys were probably still in college. 

"Lovely lady, I think I should be thanking you and this gentleman," he said. Jerome just smiled. 

We all rinsed off quickly and started drying off. As we had no towels, our new friends shared theirs, drying both LaTonia and I personally. When we were dried off LaTonia and I looked at our wet dirty clothes with trepidation. 




Merna's Story Pt. 02



"I don't want to put those back on now that I am clean," LaTonia stated.

"Neither do I Mister Jerome," I agreed. 

"Well, we don't have anything dry so I can go get you some dry clothes from the camp or we can take a chance that the police will let you walk nude across the public park," Jerome suggested. 

"Or we can loan you our shirts and escort you to your camp," said the first boy I sucked off. "Really it is the least we can do." 

"That would be great," Jerome said. "That way I can go get some food while these young men help my damsels in distress. Girls now you behave, remember we have a busy night tonight."

"Yes, Mister Jerome but what a shame," I smiled. I was amazed at how comfortable I felt. Jerome wagged a finger at LaTonia and me. The boys handed LaTonia and I each their tee shirts which we put on along with our sneakers. They carried our wet clothes for us.

As LaTonia and I left with the boys, we met an officer just outside the rest room. 

"Ladies," the officer said as he tipped his hat. "Glad to see you are following the dress code. Some old biddy has complained about nude women out here. Go figure! Most of us would enjoy it but we have to do what we have to do."

We smiled at the officer as we started back towards the camp. As we got to the camp, LaTonia and I pulled off the shirts then hugged all three boys before they left. 

"Are you sure you don't want to play with us tonight," the first boy said with a hopeful and horny look. 

"Boys, I would love to take you up on the offer but I have to do what Mister Jerome said," I frowned. "We already have plans."

"Too bad," he also frowned. "You two are the hottest girls we have seen here."

"But I could be your mother!" LaTonia guffawed as she realized the color was wrong. 

"I don't care how old you are or the color of your skin," the boy laughed. "You are both hot as hell."

One more hug and they left. 

As we neared the tents we heard crying. It came from Tom and Ed's tent. There was Rose all alone crying, still wearing her next to nothing bikini. 

"What is wrong Rose?" LaTonia asked. 

"The guys left me at the truck race alone," Rose said. "I had to get back here by myself."

"Where is Tom and Ed?" I asked. 

"We were all together at the truck race," Rose started, "when Mister Jerome said he needed to talk to that police officer then come get you guys. So he left me with Tom, Ed, Jeff, and Jake. I had to go to the bathroom but when I got back they were all gone. There were some teenage girls in front of us that were gone also. They were really good looking, flashing their tits at everyone and showing their ass cheeks to the guys every time they stood up. They were flirting with them the whole time. I just could not compete no matter how hard I tried. I am not pretty enough." 

She was really sobbing now. LaTonia and I had no time to get any clothes but that seemed to not matter as Rose was hurt. 

"Rose," I began to admit "my asshole of a husband has been ignoring me for years."

"Really," Rose exclaimed. "But you may be the hottest women I have seen at this track. LaTonia you are a different kind of sexy from Merna, I mean you are both sexy."

"That is alright," LaTonia consoled. "I know Merna is hot and it is one of the reasons we like her. Rose, you have such a great spirit. You have your own attractiveness. Remember Jake bid 5000 for me and has left me also."

Rose began to stop crying just as Jerome came up. 

"What is going on?" Jerome asked. So we explained what happened. 

"Rose, I am so sorry," said Jerome, "I would have never left if I knew they were going to abandon you. I think you are right about those girls. They were lured away. But girls we are going to have a great time tonight. Officer Malone will bring two friends with him that I promised a night of entertainment they would never forget. Now let's eat and discuss how to make the evening fun for all of us. I really don't think we need those guys for that."

A night entertaining the police 

Us three girls slipped into tee shirts, opened my bottle of wine with a borrowed corkscrew and schemed about the night. It was funny, up to now Jerome was in charge but now he was leaving this night's plan mostly to us. We decided to have the guys sit in a row like a strip club with the stage being a tarp placed by the fire. Rose wanted to serve drinks like a waitress giving sexual favors when asked. 

"I give a great blow job which may go well with the show," Rose said.

"Merna, you and I can do somewhat of a strip tease each then maybe end with us putting massage oil all over each other," LaTonia said. "I know I would enjoy that."

I nodded in agreement.

"Merna, do you think you are ready for anal?" Jerome asked.

"I think so," I mused. "It really felt good when LaTonia cleaned and fingered my ass. What you did while I was sleeping with the butt plug helped me get used to the pressure."

"I can make a show of preparing you to have Officer Malone break your anal cherry," LaTonia said. We all clinked glasses agreeing we had a plan.

"Let's go pick out our outfits," I said. 

"I will just start and stay nude," Rose said. "I mean why bother. I am most sexy naked."

We all laughed but really we all thought she was right. 

"LaTonia, if you can manage your outfit, I would like Mister Jerome's help." 

We picked out the leather mini thong, a half shelf bra that showed the top of half of my areola, and the Baby Doll nightgown. I thought the outfit would work. 

"I have one other thing you can add to the outfit," Jerome smiled. "I think it will fit into the theme of the night. After all the main event of the evening is your ass." With this Jerome produced a flexible small anal plug that had a glass jewel on the end. 

"Yes, very appropriate for the night's theme," I said excitedly and put it in immediately. Jerome approved. It was really comfortable. So I put on the thong, bra and Baby Doll waiting for the night to begin. 

LaTonia brought a Jack and coke for both of us. "Break a leg," LaTonia said as we clinked glasses. 

The 3 officers arrived wearing swimsuits and tee shirts, looking definitely off duty. Jerome welcomed them and had them sit on the stage chairs. He already had the music playing. 

"Welcome to Club Jerome," Jerome stated. "Your server for the night will be our lovely Rose." As Jerome swept his arms in Rose's direction, she skipped out to the stage, bowed totally nude, not even wearing shoes. 

"Rose, will serve tonight's beverage of your choice," Jerome said with a flourish. "Rose is a very special server. She has a desire to please, so if there is anything you desire ask her. She is likely to oblige." Rose smiled and gave another bow. I did not realize Rose could smile so much. It dawned on me that was the drag on her. 

Rose mixed 3 Jack and waters, very strong. She brought each drink one at a time, each time handing a drink with one hand and taking the other hand to rub their hand on her puffy nipples. Each time she moaned. I think it made an impression. 

"Ok fellows, drink up while I tell you about tonight's entertainment," Jerome exalted. "First our little waft will show you some naked gymnastics, a talent that has just come to my attention." 

All the guys clapped and Rose gave another bow and smiled. 

"Then we have the Black Queen of Bessemer," Jerome exclaimed. "She will entertain you with a dance you are sure to remember. Then, the Girl Next Door in your dreams will dance for you. The last act of the evening will be the Girl Next Door giving Officer Malone a gift for his kindness today, as he likely told you how she messed up his uniform."

With that Rose started various gymnastic moves. She was good; with the most impressive a series of handstands, tumbles and various leg splits. But the real treat was that her puffy areola and prominent nipples got bigger and more exotic with each move. The position caused many wide-open flashes of her smooth pussy that looked like a very young girl's. Her skin was flawless. When Rose finished, the guys clapped, Rose bowed having the biggest smile I had seen on this little lady. 

"Now Rose will serve another round, thank her if you liked her show," Jerome announced. 

Rose first got Officer Malone his drink and stood hopefully in front of Malone. Malone took Rose in his lap, gave her a big kiss while pinching those puffy tits, telling her he really enjoyed her show. Rose smiled even bigger, jumped off his lap, running to get the next drink excitedly.

The second policeman had Rose sit in his lap with her naked ass against his penis. He kissed her neck and gently rubbed her tits with his hands. He said, "Rose you are terrific." Again Rose jumped up smiling, kissed him on the lip and ran back to get the third drink. 

The third officer put his drink down, picked up Rose, placed her legs around his neck with her head in his lap and sucked on her tiny pussy. Rose was clearly enjoying this. After a couple of minutes the officer sat her upright in his lap.

"Rose you are so sexy," he said. "If you want you can just sit here until one of the other guys needs something." Rose smiled and snuggled into his lap. 

"And now for your entertainment, the Black Queen of Bessemer," Jerome announced. 

LaTonia gave a spirited dance. She had the moves of a stripper and a lot of rhythm. But the main attraction was what she was wearing. She had on a black leather bustier that pushed most of her bosom into full display. She was wearing a thong made of string with faux pearl for the crotch that left all of her butt exposed while turning each side of her pussy lips into banks of flesh. The contract between the white pearls stretched over her dark pussy lips was mesmerizing. At the end of the dance she took the bustier off but left on the faux pearl thong. She was right this was really sexier than having nothing on. At the end of the dance LaTonia joined the officer on Malone's right by sitting in a chair next to him. Rose had her hand in the suit of the officer on the left where he seemed to be completely in her control. 

"Now the Girl Next Door will dance for you," Jerome said. 

I perceived these guys were ready to explode so I made the dance quicker than LaTonia. Besides I am not a good dancer. Mostly I swayed. At the end of the dance, I removed the Baby Doll but left on the bra and thong. I did get a loud applause when I bent over and showed Officer Malone the jewel stuck in my butt hole. 

"It is time for the high point of the evening," Jerome said. "For this I will ask each of our girls to remove the pants of one of our guests." With this Rose and LaTonia took care of their charge as I took off Officer Malone's pants. They were all hard. I did not think Rose's guy was even going to make it without some relief soon. 

"Now, the Black Queen of Bessemer will prepare our Girl Next Door to have her anal cherry broken," Jerome cried. "Our own Officer Malone will get to break that cherry."

LaTonia came forward, got behind me and slowly removed my bra. She took the lotion and rubbed my chest. She kneaded, pinched and rubbed my breasts. She then took the thong off, kneeling down she rubbed the lotion all over my legs and ended massaging my aching pussy. Then she turned me around with a flourish and removed the bejeweled butt plug for all to see. I was bent over so each guy could see my spread ass, when LaTonia began to lick my butt hole. She used a lot of saliva rubbing that long tongue of hers up and down the length of my butt crack. Then she spread each cheek and stuck her tongue to the point of penetrating the sphincter. I had an orgasm with this move. She then forced a big globe of lubricant into my anal canal. She led me to Officer Malone, turned me around so my butt faced him, presenting me. She slowly spread my ass cheeks to give him one last look, and helped me slowly descend on his waiting hard member. I was hovering with his penis tip at the anal canal. It was perfectly aligned as she lowered me to take him in all the way. 

"Officer Malone," LaTonia said, "give her a chance to get used to the feeling before you move. You will know when she is ready."

I had my eyes closed just enjoying the sensations and feeling of fullness. I noticed Rose's officer was obviously getting ready for round 2. Rose was furiously bobbing her head up and down on his dick to get him hard again. She seemed a little impatient. To my right LaTonia was straddling her officer and grinding her pussy on his dick. He was working on her tits while she fucked him. 

I was ready to move, making small movements up and down on Officer Malone's cock. There was some pain but mainly it was pleasure. I started to play with my clit that must have been visible for all to see, as I was so excited. I had an orgasm immediately and forgot all about the pain. The more I moved, the more the friction from my ass made the pressure on my clit pleasurable. I moved up and down faster and faster. As I did I moved my finger in my pussy faster. I could feel his dick growing in me. I lost track of time with waves of tremors going through my body until Malone spoke. 

"I am ready to cum," Malone struggled to get out. I had my biggest orgasm as he started shooting cum in my ass. It felt so good. I collapsed with his arms wrapped around me holding me in his lap. He continued playing with my boobs. He did not seem to want for it to be over so I did not move. I saw that Rose had gotten her guy hard again. She was sitting with his dick in her pussy, her legs around his neck. She really was flexible. 

Both Officer Malone and I looked over to LaTonia. Jerome was now sitting in the chair with LaTonia facing him, with both feet on the ground, and his big penis buried in her pussy. She was not moving much. Her officer was now soft. He was standing next to her squeezing one tit while Jerome sucked on the other tit. He obviously wanted round 2 so she was stroking his soft dick. 

We could not help but stare. I could feel Officer Malone's dick beginning to stir. I really wanted my pussy taken if we were going to have a round 2. 

Officer Malone seemed to know this saying, "How would you like it in your pussy."

"I cannot think of anything better," I purred. 

I slowly rose up, removing his dick from my ass. My hole was so slick and every move now felt good. So I set in the chair and slipped down in the chair so Officer Malone had good access to my wanting pussy. He knelt between my legs, with my leg draped over his shoulder and immediately started working on my pussy with his tongue. I was so wet this was not necessary. I felt the fluids running out of my ass onto the chair. I could not help but watch LaTonia, Jerome and her officer. 

I heard her say to the officer as his dick was now quite hard in her hand, "Get some of the lube laying there, put some in my butt hole and take it. I want you both at once." If anything his dick just got harder. 

I was being stimulated from Officer Malone expertly working on my pussy and watching LaTonia's exploits. I wanted his penis now so I said, "Please put it in." Officer Malone stopped sucking, kept my leg draped on his shoulder and replaced his tongue with his penis. He slipped it in all the way with one move and stayed still. That was perfect, as I just wanted to feel it lounged there. 

LaTonia's officer was finishing lubing LaTonia's anus. She still was not moving much waiting for the second penis. LaTonia officer straddled Jerome's legs matching the way LaTonia was couching on Jerome. He actually used Jerome's legs as leverage and lined up his penis with LaTonia's anus. When the tip was beginning to penetrate, LaTonia started moving her hips back to take in her Officer's dick all the way up her ass, as Jerome's dick was extracted part way out of her pussy. LaTonia started a slow back and forth movement causing her Officer to penetrate completely as Jerome penis as extracted about half way. With this rhythm now established, her officer reached around LaTonia and cupped both her huge tits. He held one tit for Jerome to suck and messaged the other, alternating between the left and right. LaTonia was almost crying with delight. 

Without me noticing, Officer Malone was now pumping my pussy for all it was worth. I grabbed his shoulder and pulled my breast into his mouth. I was now totally focused on my own sensations. I was in bliss. This handsome very young man was obviously enjoying fucking me. It could not feel any better. I then felt someone beneath us licking between my exposed flesh between my pussy that Officer Malone was filling and my still wet anus. I assumed it was Rose. She was also working on Officer Malone's ball that were falling on her face. 

I then heard LaTonia's pitch change; it changed from a cry to a muffled scream. Jerome knew she would scream and had silenced her the best he could. It was obvious that they were having orgasm during this time. Officer Malone with this pumped even harder as Rose gave up trying to participate and stood with her officer watching as LaTonia and I finished with our guys. Officer Malone had his second less intense orgasm but for me it felt so good. 

As we all finished, we all started clapping yelling, "Bravo."

Jerome said. "Hope you Officers enjoyed the show." 

I hugged Officer Malone and said, "Does that make up for me messing up your pants this morning?"

"Ma'am, feel free to do what ever you want with my pants anytime," Officer Malone said grinning like a Cheshire cat.

The officers put on their trunks, hugged everyone thanking all for a great night. 

"I am ready for sleep," Jerome said. "What about y'all?"

We all agreed. 

"Can I sleep in your tent tonight Mister Jerome?" Rose asked. "I don't like sleeping alone."

"I think I speak for the girls, you are very welcome to sleep with us," Jerome beamed. LaTonia and I both shook our heads emphatically.

No one bothered with clothes, falling asleep almost instantly.



Merna's Story Pt. 03



This is part 3 of Merna's story which is the final day at the races. You really need to read part 1 and 2 first. 

Edited by DRGRIFFIN

The missing boys return

Sometime early Sunday morning; I was awakened by the sound of 4 drunken men coming into our camp.

The three girls sat up as Jerome was putting on his trunks.

"Let me see what is happening," Jerome instructed. "Leave the lights off and stay quiet."

I recognized Jake's voice. I thought I needed to confront him.

"Let Jerome handle this," stated LaTonia emphatically. "He is very good in these situation. He will get you if he needs."

No matter that I knew LaTonia was right, I wanted to go yell at the SOB. But I knew that Jerome would have my back. In about 15 minutes Jerome returned.

"Ok girls here is the story," Jerome started. "We were right that the 4 guys left Rose to go with the 4 young girls. They are strip dancers from a club called Sammy's in Birmingham. They are all very drunk. Tom and Ed are passed out in their tent. Rose, Jeff seems to be very sorry for leaving you, wanting to try again. Rose it is strictly up to you; you are welcomed to stay with us, we will take you home, and you can tell the bastard to get lost. I do think he is regretful."

Jerome waited for Rose to think about it. "I am not optimistic but think I want to give him one more chance," Rose said. "So I think I will take your advice."

"Good," Jerome smiled. "He is waiting for you in your tent. Grab a tee shirt."

"I think this may be one of the few good times I prefer to be covered," Rose smiled. "Thanks for helping me gain a little more confidence. I really do have more to offer than I was giving myself credit for but last night helped me see that."

Rose hugged LaTonia. She was so short her head fit between LaTonia's massive boobs. You could only see the back of her head. She then hugged me. As she released me she kissed each of my nipples murmuring "beautiful". 

She hugged Jerome. "Thank you so much Mister Jerome." Rose's head was barely higher than the giant's belly button.

"If you need any thing just yell," Jerome said. "You are not alone but be strong!"

So Rose grabbed a tee shirt, put it on, and left. As she was walking out I realized that that was the most clothes I had seen her wear. 

"Merna, Jake is a different story," Jerome said with anger in his voice. "He first insisted that LaTonia come spend the night with him. He said that was the deal. I said he voided any deal leaving the way he did. I told him that it was LaTonia's decision but if he entered this tent he would leave the campgrounds in an ambulance. I think he knew LaTonia's answer so he said he wanted Merna tonight. He muttered something about needing to fuck. I really wanted to deck him. I agreed to convey to Merna what he wanted but it would be Merna's decision. Merna this is strictly up to you. LaTonia and I do these type things because we find them fun. I have no concern about anything except what is best for you."

We took a few minutes to absorb what had happened. It seemed that LaTonia and I looked at each other knowing what the other was thinking. 

"LaTonia, turn the lantern up a little," I instructed. "I want to make sure the bastard sees our answer." LaTonia and I looked in the direction of Jake's pop up, seeing him sitting on the bed looking into Jerome's tent. LaTonia turned the lantern light up as I pulled down Jerome's trunks.

I knelt before Jerome, licking his dick up and down its length. LaTonia reached through his legs lightly massaging his testicle while kissing his butt. I then took his rapidly hardening manhood into my mouth. I wanted Jake to hear my answer so I sucked as loud and wet as I could. Once Jerome was fully erect, LaTonia and I had him lay down. I straddled him pausing above that big dick with both feet on the floor, the Asian position. LaTonia straddled his head facing me. As I lowered my pussy on his massive dick, I glared in Jake's direction. 

"You think he has my answer?" I asked LaTonia. 

"No doubt!"

It was much easier to take him all the way this time just not with one thrust like LaTonia. But I bucked and bucked on that hard dick with LaTonia kneading my sensitive tits. She would also lean forward, kiss and nip my nipples with her teeth. I was having continuous orgasms. I did not want to give up my position but knew that LaTonia also wanted to give an answer to Jake. 

"LaTonia, are you ready to give your answer?" I asked. She knew exactly what to do. We moved to swap places. Before I knelt over Jerome's face she reached down with her hand to my pussy, touching the same place Officer Malone had touched. For the second time I squirted. This time into LaTonia's hand. 

"Damn!" LaTonia exclaimed. "Did you see that Jerome?"

"Yes, I have for the second time!" Jerome said in disbelief. 

LaTonia bent over with her ass pointing directly at Jakes' tent. 

"I want him to get my answer load and clear." She took my slick discharge, rubbed it into her ass hole saying, "Kiss my ass." She then slapped her right butt cheek, making her cheeks ripple like Jell-O.

She knelt facing away form me in a reverse cowgirl, lining up her ass hole that was now slippery with white slut juices. As the tip of Jerome's penis was beginning to penetrate into the anal canal, she dropped all the way on Jerome's crotch. I could not believe how easily she had taken his big penis into her ass hole. She moaned with pleasure. Her ass looked like it was a part of Jerome. You could hardly tell where Jerome ended and LaTonia started. Her ass cheeks overflowed both sides of Jerome's hips, starting at his belly button. It was something to see. 

She first started making small movements up and down with 2 inches of his penis visible as she rose up. Jerome was now beginning to use his tongue to stimulate me to further pleasure. LaTonia was making a rhythmic movement that was both up and down and side to side, kind of a figure 8. Now she was taking larger strokes with about 4 inches of penis visible with each up stroke. Jerome gently manipulated my sensitive clit with his long tongue. It was so stimulating to have this giant of a man delicately playing with my most private part with his tongue while seeing his dick work in and out this beautiful black ass hole. LaTonia increased the stroke so that she was getting the entire shaft out with only the head staying hidden in her butt hole. I knew Jerome could not last long and I wanted him to see this sexy sight. So begrudgingly I took my crotch off his face, laying his head between my spread leg, resting his head on my soft stomach and pussy. This way he could see what LaTonia was doing. Selfishly I left my boobs where he could suck one if he wanted. Jerome alternated between licking the bottom my tits and watching LaTonia. She now had both hand between her legs in front, working her arms up and down. I was sure she was in bliss. Jerome shouted pumping LaTonia's asshole full of goop. LaTonia moaned with pleasure. This orgasm for both of them seemed to last minutes. 

No one moved for some time savoring the moment. I looked over seeing that Jake had turned off his light. LaTonia and Jerome simultaneously rolled on their side keeping Jerome's dick in her butt. I got them pillows for their heads, turned the lantern light down so they could stay like that. I lay behind Jerome with my boobs resting against his back and crotch touching his butt. We slept like until about 10 the next morning. 

Do we go to the races

People talking awakened me. Jerome put on his swim trunks to exit the tent. I followed him putting on my Baby Doll, where it lay on the ground from the night before. LaTonya followed putting on Jerome's shirt. We found Rose and Jeff talking and eating breakfast.

"We brought breakfast," Rose beamed. So we sat around the table with sausage biscuits and coffee. 

"I want to first apologize for my action yesterday," Jeff started. "I made a big mistake leaving Rose alone. I really cannot make any excuses. I was drunk and influenced by the other guys but what I did was inexcusable. Mostly, as Rose and I talked this morning I have not treated her as she desires. Rose is a fantastic person, I have to do better by her."

"I am so sorry Rose," Jeff apologized. 

"I understand," Rose said with not a lot of commitment. "We will see what happens."

"Rose told me how good you were to her last night, it helped her to be around you three," Jeff said. "Thank you."

Jerome looked at LaTonia and I saying, "We love her, support whatever Rose wants. Last night was more than us being nice to Rose. Rose was a part of us and always well be. Right girls?"

"Right!" LaTonia and I chimed in. 

"Jeff, you need to understand that Rose is a beautiful flower that should be adored not stomped on," Jerome declared.

"I understand," Jeff said with seemed like conviction. "Jake, Tom and Ed packed up, leaving early this morning. Jake left Merna this letter."

"Dear Merna, I got your answer last night loud and clear. I know that I have made mistakes almost everyday since we married. I am afraid this is simply my character, never able to commit to anyone. I will arrange the divorce I am sure you want. You will be better off with someone else. You desire better. I took the car and camper, as Jeff said he would take you to your house. And I mean the house is yours. About yesterday, all I can say is I am sorry but I would probably do it again." 

I thought for a minute; realized that I felt relief. I have wanted to be rid of him for so long. "Well guys," I said gleefully, "I am now a free women. I have a new attitude about life, I think life is going to be a lot more fun from now that I am free of the ball I have pulled around for 15 year."

LaTonia and Rose hugged me with enthusiasm.

"Thanks for being my friends," I said as I was being hugged. "I want to finish my weekend honoring the deal made for me. I committed to this weekend not knowing exactly what to expect but I am not sure it could have worked out better for me. So if Mister Jerome would tell me what to do today we will finish this in style."

"Absolutely!" Jerome said laughingly. "But don't think I am going to take it easy on you."

LaTonia playfully slapped Jerome on the shoulder saying, "You be nice to my BFF. Although I think she likes a challenge so do your worst big boy. I think she can handle it."

"Rose what would you like to do?" Jeff asked. "We can go home if you wish." 

"I want to go to the race with my friends," Rose said.

"Fine by me," Jeff exclaimed. 

"Let's all get a quick shower," Jerome instructed. "I will show you two girls your outfits for the day."

We all went to the showers and did something unique. LaTonia and I were dressed appropriately, my Baby Doll covered my nipples and pussy, LaTonia wearing Jerome's tee shirt covered her nipples although you could see hard nubs in the material but it was long enough to cover below her crotch. We remembered towels. We only took showers with no horseplay. There were a couple of guys with one woman we did not know in the shower already. No one tried anything but it was nonetheless sensual. Although not aroused this time, I did start thinking about my next opportunity to get laid.

As we got back to the tent Jerome instructed LaTonia to lavish me with sunscreen. LaTonia spent a lot of time spreading it everywhere. She particularly made sure my tits, ass, and crotch did not get burned. They understood now how red heads are in the sun. 

"I also don't want to get too much sun on my tits," LaTonia said. "I want to keep my tits and crotch this nice milk chocolate color." 

So I spread sunscreen on this sexy beauty everywhere but her legs. This weekend had confirmed how much I loved men, needed sex in my life but this was so sensual to be this intimate with someone I loved, even a female. I had to get laid before we left but could not think of where. The race was starting in a couple of hours but it would take that long to go through the security line. Maybe Officer Malone would be there, wouldn't that be great. As I finished LaTonia, Jerome had our outfit displayed. They were almost the same except different sizes.

He had picked out my one bikini, white with one alteration. There was now no material on the back of the bottoms. When I put on the bottoms the string just slipped in my ass cheeks with no sign it was there. The crotch was covered but somehow it seemed to show more area below my navel. I did not remember it striking only 2 inches above my pussy lips. The bikini top looked unaltered but it was skimpy all along. The bathing suit cover was a florescent green material that started about where the bikini started at the top and ended 2 inches below my crotch. It did provide some cover in the back but there was still plenty of butt cheek showing. The tee shirt had been cut just below the Bubba Wallace name covering to the bottom of my bikini top. So I thought the police would be good with the outfit but I still felt sexy. Of course I also wore sneakers and my big hat. 

LaTonia was dressed almost the same except her bikini was black. Her swimsuit bottom covered only a small portion of her butt. It did help hide the landing strip of pussy hair that started about 4 inches above the lips. The tee only covered the top 3/4 of her tits. I did not see her put on the bikini top but assumed she had one on under the tee shirt. She looked sexy but I thought Officer Malone would let her through but someone else might.

"Let's try to get Malone," I said laughing. I had 2 reasons in mind. I did not want to be taken away but mainly I needed to be laid before I left Talladega. Three days before I had bad sex maybe once a week to 3 or 4 escapades a day. How did that happen?

Jeff and Rose were ready to go. Rose was wearing jeans and a Dale Earnhardt tee shirt. I was surprised as I thought she did not like to wear clothes. But you never know. So off we went.

As we approached the security checkpoint we could see a line but not too bad. Best of all we saw that Malone and his 2 buddies manned it. Jerome, LaTonia, and I got in Malone's line while Rose and Jeff got in the line of the Officer she had entertained the night before. 

Jerome explained, "The officer's are mainly checking bags but they also could search persons if they look suspicious. If someone is not dressed appropriately then they could turn them away or take them into custody."

"Oh fuck it," I heard Rose say taking off her jeans, handing them to Jeff who looked confused. Then the tee shirt came off. What a sight. She was wearing one of those sling shot bikinis that were two strings around each shoulder and went between the legs. As the string past her tits there was enough material to cover the areola with just enough material to cover the crotch. If it did not move then Rose had a chance of making it but not much of one. 

Rose looked over at us, smiling, "I want him to recognize me." We laughed and understood exactly what she meant.

"What is going on?" asked Jeff with a worried look.

"Jeff, I like to show off my body," Rose smiled. "I think many people like me this way. This is the way I want to be."

"OK!" Jeff said throwing up his hands.

When it was Rose's turn she took a running start jumping into the Officer's arms wrapping her arms around his neck as her legs were around his middle. All the people around them thought this was strange.

"Ma'am, I need to check you for contraband," the officer said. He carried her into the privacy tent used to search people. 

Jeff looked at us completely confused saying, "What is going on here?"

"The officer is just being careful," I said. "I mean think of all the things she could hide in that outfit."

According to Rose, she kissed his neck whispering, "So good to see you Officer Johnson." She read his nametag, as it was not said the night before.

"I am glad to see my sexy gymnast but you are going to get me in trouble," he said smiling. 

"I know but I wanted you to recognize me," Rose smiled. "You can make a show of forcing me to put pants on."

"Ok, I will but you can do almost anything you want in the stands," Johnson said. "We will be the one's patrolling the first half of the race. We will obviously look after you guys. We had a great time last night. Loved you."

Rose frowned. "Merna and I were hoping for some fireworks during the race with you."

"Oh I think that can happen," Johnson explained. "I know Malone would like some additional time with the Girl Next Door and I definitely would like some more time with you."

Rose was beaming still warped around his middle. She kissed and bit his neck before he put her down. "I am ready for a strip search now officer," she beseeched. "Can I please take something off?"

"I will do that strip search in about 3 hours," he said with a smirk on his face. "Now let's go make a show of me ordering you to put on more clothes."

"Ok young lady," the officer began as they got back into the line. "I see you have no contraband but you need to put on some more clothes."

She took the jeans and tee shirt from Jeff putting them on. Johnson waved her through and looked in Jeff's bag and waved him through. 

"What to heck was all that about?" Jeff queried Rose. "Why did you jump him and why did he search you?" 

"I am a very friendly girl," Rose said with a serious look. "You need to get used to that. I think he was just being thorough. He really looked me over."

Jeff looked mystified but left it at that. 

As LaTonia got to Officer Malone he smiled. 

"Madam, are you hiding anything?" Officer Malone asked. 

"Only these," LaTonia giggled. She raised her shirt and the bikini top she was wearing had to be custom for her. It was 2 triangular pieces of black material held by pieces of elastic around her chest with a string around the back of her neck.

"Now those do look lethal but I must admit they meet our regulation," Officer Malone said with a smile. "You can pass. Next." 

Officer Malone gave me a big wink as I stepped forward. He turned me around whispering so no one can hear but me, "I need to see if that ass is OK. I see that is still very fuckable."

"Yes Officer" I said.

"Ok ma'am your nipples are covered; I can't see any private area so you can pass," Officer Malone laughed. 

"Thank you officer," Merna said gleefully. "I am so glad you are the one protecting us girls next door. I really may need additional protection later."

"Ma'am, I am here to serve, you will be happy with our service today," Malone said.

"Hello, Officer Malone," Jerome said as Malone was looking through his bag. "So good to see you again."

We caught up with Rose and Jeff. Rose, LaTonia, and I walked a little behind the boys while Rose told us about the plan with Malone and Johnson. 

"Well, maybe this won't be quite as boring as I thought," I said smiling. "Maybe we can find those young boys from the shower during the first half of the race. Wouldn't that be fun?"

As soon as we got to our places Rose took off her jeans and tee shirt. 

"That feels better," Rose said. She was attracting attention. 

"Where did you get that bikini?" I asked LaTonia.

"I made it," LaTonia said. "Look at the bottom. Show her honey."

LaTonia spread her leg as Jerome stuck his finger into a split. When she spread just a little, the crotch opened to line the outside of her pussy lips but left access to all of what is a large pussy. 

"Now that is a great engineering feat," I said. "You should sell them."

"It certainly comes in handy at races, restaurants and many places," LaTonia said. "Jerome loves it."

So we settled in to watch the start of the race. I made it about 5 laps before I was looking for something to do. I went to get Jerome and Jeff a beer. I liked the looks I was getting walking up and down the stairs. I borrowed Jerome's binoculars hoping to find the shower boys. I looked for quite some time. 




Merna's Story Pt. 03



I was rapidly concluding Nascar is a very sexy event. We weren't the only people looking to show off more than car chassis. Many women were simply pulling up their shirt to show off their bumpers. Some were pulling down skimpy shorts showing off their tail pipes. I even saw a couple screwing openly at the top of the cheap seats with no concern of who saw them. There were several other people like me looking at the crowd instead of the race. More than a few had their binoculars focused on our little antics. Each time I saw them I waved and lifted my tee shirt. Now I regretted wearing the bikini top, as I did not stand out.

Then I found them. As luck would have it, my shower boys were just 2 sections over from us. It looked like they were with dates; very prudish dates. I wondered if we could entice them to follow us away from these young girls. It was as much as 2 hours before our officers could look us up; I wanted some action now. I was getting greedy I knew but thought I needed to make up for lost time with Jake.

I saw that LaTonia and Jerome were involved. Jerome could multitask. He was watching the race while working on LaTonia's open slit. LaTonia had her hands in his pants. It would not be long before both needed some relief. Jeff was ignoring Rose while Rose was looking to show off to anyone that may want to see her puffy nipples. She would pull the little patches aside when she got anyone's attention. 

Rose and Merna find the shower boys from the day before

"Rose, would you like to go look around to see if we can find something interesting?" I implored.

"Absolutely, let's go," Rose said gleefully. "Jeff I am going exploring with Merna."

"Fine, I want to watch the race," Jeff said flatly. "Bring us all back a beer."

"Sure," I said.

Rose bounded down the stairs like a gazelle. It took me longer. 

"LaTonia, Jerome, and I had a tryst with three very young men in the showers yesterday," I explained to Rose. "I found them a couple sections over. I think they will recognize and follow me. Want to try it?"

"Why not?" Rose bounced. "I am ready for some action yet Jeff just wants to watch the race. I got very hot watching all the people in the stands. Didn't you?"

"I sure did," I agreed. "Let's see what we can do about it. First let's figure out where we can lead them. I am thinking something like the Pied Piper; they will get the message we are sending. But we have to be back in about an hour so we don't miss Johnson and Malone."

So we browsed the concourse looking for a solution. We quickly had it. A men's restroom was next to an unlocked janitor closet. We decided if we could lure the boys to the men's room, we could close it for 'cleaning' and have our quickie. With our plan in place the only thing left to do was get them to follow.

"Let's try the most straight forward approach," I began to think, "I will take off my bikini bottom giving them an opportunity to recognize my pussy, get the message, as we walk slowly up the stairs and then down hoping they follow. If that does not work then we will try something else. You can't take anything else off or we might be taken to jail."

"You know from the things I saw in the stands, we can do a lot without being bothered" Rose challenged.

"Rose, I think walking completely nude will get us it trouble," I countered. "Let's see if this works then try something more extreme if needed." I laughed to myself, as 3 days ago I would not even think of doing what we were about to try. 

"Ok," Rose frowned. "But I really need to be fucked quickly. Look at this." She pointed down and you could see the patch over her pussy was soaked and starting to make her inner thigh gleam. 

"Don't worry Rose," I encouraged. "No one could resist us!" We both laughed. 

So as we got to the opening to their section, I looked for any men in blue. There wasn't, so I took off my bikini bottoms. So with most of my ass showing, any breeze showing my pussy, and my sexy looking waft by my side we walked up the isle by our shower boys. As I past I winked to one of the boys. His eyes followed us up the stairs for as long as he thought he could get away with. The boys were seated on the outside of the row with the three girls next to them talking together ignoring the guys. 

Rose and I then waited for a couple of minutes before starting down. When I got to the row with the boys I stopped, bent way over, and tapped my shower boy on the shoulder. 

"Can you help me young man?" I asked.

"Yes ma'am, anything," he said with a grin saying what do want me to do. 

"Is this section C?" I asked. 

"No ma'am, this is section D," he stated. 

"No wonder," I exclaimed putting my hand to my breast under the tee. "We were hired to entertain three boys in section C. Thought maybe it was you guys; too bad. You are so sweet for helping an older lady."

"No problem," he said. I spun quickly enough to know he could see I was wearing no panties. 

I put an arm around Rose's shoulder making sure to move her patch away from her tit saying, "I think we have missed them, let's go to the concourse and see if we can find them."

Rose gave the boy a big 'Come fuck me smile' as we walked to the entrance to this section and waited. 

As we were walking down the stairs I heard one of the girls say, "Can you believe how those old sluts are dressed. No one can watch the race with those girls around." That was the whole idea I thought. 

So we waited at the concourse, hoping our plan worked. 

"It did not work," Rose lamented. "What do we try now?" 

"I think it worked," I encouraged. "He is waiting so it is not obvious they are following us."

Just then they showed up. Rose jumped up encircling one of the boys kissing his neck. This girl knew how to greet a man. 

"I know you have a plan," my shower boy said me. 

"Go in the men's room," I explained, "if there are only a couple of other people in it we will close it for 'cleaning'." I winked as I said it as he got the plan. 

"Are you going to get in trouble with your dates?" I asked.

"Probably, but we don't care," he lamented. "Our shower with you and the black couple has been the most fun here. I don't expect to see those sorority prudes ever again."

"I'm glad," I said. "Ok we are here, put Rose down." Reluctantly, the shower boy put Rose down. 

We got a mop bucket and sign out of the closet, waiting for the high sign from the shower boys. 

"Ok, there is only an old man in there," the shower boy said happily, "and he has agreed to watch the door for us, pretend to clean if he could watch."

"Perfect," I said and pushed the bucket in the door, hung the sign on the door. I gave the old man at the door a hug saying, "Thanks."

Rose had already dropped the two straps off her shoulder, handed the bikini to the old man. 

"Please hold this for me," Rose bounced. So the old man took Rose's bikini and my outfit as we got nude. 

We knew this had to be done quickly; I had enough foreplay walking around almost nude for all to see. So I closed the lid of a commode, sat back and told my shower boy it was his turn to take care of me. He looked all too happy. He first knelt while attacking my crotch with this mouth and tongue. I wished we had longer as this young boy knew what he was doing. Rose was in front of the two boys, alternating sucking one and stroking the other.

My boy was ready to enter me. He went all the way to the hilt with one move. It felt great. I was so wet and ready from the exhibitionist behavior of the today. Who knew it could be so exciting to show off. I closed my eyes enjoying this young pumping my sensitive pussy. 

Rose was on her shower boy like a monkey climbing a tree. She had her legs around his waist, hands clasped behind his neck while he leaned against the wall for support. It looked like she was the one lifting up and dropping down on his penis, which appeared to be almost as long as Jerome's but half as thick. The other shower boy was stroking his erection while watching us go at it. I motioned for him to come over. He could barely squeeze by my shower boy but had just enough room to stand so I could put his swollen member in my mouth. He placed a strong hand on my back so I could get off the commode fixture that was beginning to be painful. His dick tasted really good. I was having orgasm after orgasm. All of a sudden my shower boy pulled out of my pussy, with two strokes with his hand his penis turned loose a stream that covered my belly and tits. 

It was now time for the second shower boy. The boys exchanged places with number 2 pumping my pussy exactly like number 1. The rhythm hardly changed as my pussy continued to convulse. As I was being pumped, my number 1 shower boy held my back as I cleaned off the residue left on his cock. I could feel my second shower boy ready to turn loose.

"Cum in me," I moaned. Almost immediately he obliged. I could feel a torrent of semen being deposited in my pussy. I wanted to keep it there. When he was finished I sat up licking his penis clean. 

"Let us clean you up," my number 1 shower boy said. 

"No, I want to feel this cum for a while longer," I said smiling. "I want to keep the slimy feel of your ejaculation. I want people to see the shine on my belly wondering what caused that."

"Ma'am, I can assure you we appreciate your display," my shower boy said. 

Rose's shower boy was finished as she was now kneeling in front of the old man guarding the door finishing him with her talented mouth. He was blowing into her small mouth with her trying to catch it all. She licked him clean. 

The shower boys dressed quickly. The old man handed us our clothes. I wanted to keep as much semen as possible so I put the bikini bottom back on but the top was not needed. In this world of so many visible tits, mine would be plenty covered with the Bubba Wallace tee shirt. Rose stepped into her sling bikini without cleaning up. The patch over her pussy was now soaked from the newly deposited ejaculation. The patch over her pussy was now close to invisible. 

"Well let's hope you make it back without being stopped by a cop," I worried.

"Actually, I hope Officer Johnson does stop me," Rose said giddily. "I am ready for him now." 

"I know, me too," I said. "But remember we have to get back with beers for everyone." Then a thought hit me. "Did you bring any money?" I queried.

"Now where do you think I would put money in this outfit?" she laughed.

"Ok, you have a point," I said back laughing.

"No problem," my shower boy said, "we will buy you all the beer you want. We have to bring some back with a lame excuse of how long it took to our dates."

"Good," I laughed. "I love it when a plan works comes together."

"Let me make sure the coast is clear," the old man said at the door as he cracked it. "Wait just a minute," he said to us.

He went outside, told the crowd it would be 10 more minutes before being finished, so all should go around the corner to the other rest room. As everyone turned their back, he opened the door just enough to let us out. He then got the mop, bucket and sign and put them in the closet as the shower boys came out. We all went to the beer stand.

I ordered 5 beers and bottled water. Yes I decided to have a beer. The boys paid and went on their way. Of course Rose had to give her shower boy a kiss in spite of the risk. The old man also bought a beer and a bottle of water. 

"Can I help you ladies carry this back to your seats?" he asked. "My name is Carl."

"Carl that would be great!" I grinned. "Why not sit with us for a while?"

"Lady nothing would please me more," he stated. "But I have to get back to my group in a little bit. But I surely want to follow you ladies as you climb those stairs. That is a better view than any car race."

"Glad to oblige," I assured him. "Really."

So Carl gathered up our drinks as we headed back to our seats. On the way, we saw a policeman we did not know. His eyes made a bee line to Rose's crotch. He stopped and just as I thought he was going to haul Rose in Carl said, "Officer we are almost to our seats where I am going to make sure my daughter put on more clothes. I found her wandering the concourse dressed like this. I mean really what can you do. They just run wild."

"I am going to let it go sir, but you know the rules, don't you," he said. 

"Yes sir," Carl said. "Thank you officer."

We walked up the stair with Carl following staring at our buns. I was beginning to think Carl was a dirty old man. Jeff was gone. LaTonia was sitting sideways on Jerome's lap. She had taken off her tee shirt placing it in her lap. Jerome was massaging one large breast while the guys next to Jerome had the other in his hand. 

"I am so glad you are back," LaTonia said with some desperation. "I have had this big fat dick in my twat for 20 minutes; Jerome is ready to finish but I have been afraid to move enough to finish him and my pussy muscles are tired. Frankly, Jerome has had a lot of sex the last couple of days making it a little harder for him to finish. Usually, I can finish him off without moving just exercising pussy yoga."

"Well Carl," I asked, "you have any ideas?"

"Easy," Carl explained. "I am going to stand in front of them, you will stand beside them and it looks like the guy on the other side has covered LaTonia already." He looked at the guy behind us with a look that said volunteer or else.

"Ok, I hate for this show to end but guess it is time," he frowned. "I can't believe it has lasted this long so maybe it is time to watch some of this race." He stood to hide Jerome and LaTonia.

With all four sides covered, LaTonia made 5 stokes up and down, you could see the relief on Jerome's face as he released the pressure. 

LaTonia slipped off Jerome sitting next to me. Jerome fixed his pants. There was a Velcro flap. LaTonia is really prepared.

"Everyone this is Carl," Merna said. "He helped us bring back drinks for everyone."

As Carl handed a beer to Jerome and LaTonia they both thanked him for his help. 

"Where is Jeff?" Rose asked. 

Jerome and LaTonia shrugged. Just then Rose saw Jeff coming up the stairs. 

"Are you OK?" Rose said, as he looked angry. 

"I waited for the bathroom to be cleaned down stairs for almost 15 minutes before I gave up and tried another," Jeff said disgustedly. "Really what made them think now was a good time to clean a bathroom?"

"Yea, go figure!" I said. Rose was fighting a sneaker.

Carl had taken a seat between Rose and I leaving no room for Jeff. "Who are you?" Jeff asked haughtily looking at Carl.

"This is Carl," I said. "He is an old friend of mine we found looking for a restroom in the concourse. He helped us bring the drinks back." With this Carl handed Jeff a beer.

"Oh," Jeff said. "Thanks for helping our girls."

"My pleasure I assure you," Carl said smiling. "Merna is a old favorite of mine."

"I bet" LaTonia said under her breath.

Jeff sat in front of Rose beginning to drink his beer. He looked back at Rose to say something, seeing the still wet crotch. 

"What happened to your suit?" Jeff asked. 

"I spilled beer on myself," Rose said. "Want to smell?"

"Hah?" Jeff said with unbelief. 

LaTonia struggled to contain a laugh. 

Carl could not decide where to look, at Rose or me. He went between drinking his beer, looking at Rose's crotch, and catching glimpses of the bottom half of my tits. I must say he did look happy. He finished his beer and stood.

"Well I better get back to the guys," Carl said. "Merna it was so good to see you again. Here is my card. Call me sometime."

I took his card. He was the CEO of a company in Atlanta. "You know I think we should spend more time catching up," I said smiling. "It has been so long it is almost like I don't know you."

"You are so right!" Carl said as we hugged goodbye. He shook hands with Jerome, LaTonia and Jeff saying, "Nice to meet you all." He looked at Rose where as usual she hugged him before he knew what was happening. 

"Merna, please bring Rose with you when we catch us," Carl queried. "I think there is a lot to this little girl." He also handed Rose a card.

"You are right on all counts," I said. "I will." Jeff looked like he wanted to say something but didn't. He took his seat next to Rose. Rose looked at Carl's card with what looked like recognition then placed it in the pocket of her jeans in Jeff's bag.

"What is the status of the race?" I asked Jeff.

"It is just past the midpoint," Jeff answered. "Let's all settle down and watch the rest. It is getting exciting."

The officers return for the girls

As Carl was speaking I saw Malone, Johnson, and their friend approach. They had the most serious look on their face and were still in uniform.

"Mister Jerome," Malone said as he stood in front of Jerome, "we have a little bit of a problem." 

The other 2 officers were standing in front of Rose and I with their hands on their hips also looking serious but staring at our naughty bits. 

"What is that?" Jerome asked.

"We think they, pointing at Rose and me, may have witnessed an event we are investigating," Malone said sternly. "We would like for these two ladies to accompany us to our office here to answer some questions."

"Are they in trouble?" Jerome puzzled.

"Oh no," Malone said. "We think they can help us identify the culprits. I am sure they have been model citizens."

"Officer Malone," LaTonia said hopefully, "do you need to talk to me also."

"No ma'am," Officer Malone said, "you don't fit the description of the people close to the event."

"Ok," LaTonia said dejectedly. 

"LaTonia," Jerome smiled knowing what was going on, "you need to go make sure these Officers behave themselves. Jeff and I would feel better if you accompany them. That way we can enjoy the rest of the race without worrying. Is that OK with you Officer Malone?"

"Absolutely!" Officer Malone said very seriously. "We don't want any question of our conduct with these beautiful ladies."

So Rose, LaTonia and I walked down the stairs in front of our Officers, them keeping their serious looks. I was beginning to wonder if we really were in trouble. 

As we were leaving I heard Jeff say to Jerome, "Don't you think we should go with them?"

"No," Jerome said. "Officer Malone is a friend besides LaTonia will keep everything above board. Let's just enjoy the rest of the race."

Johnson opened the door as Malone led us into what looked like a locker room for the police. I noticed the nametag of the third officer. His name was Bates. Bates locked the door.

"Ok ladies, first a body search," Malone said sternly. I now knew they were playing a game. Looking at Rose and LaTonia it was clear we all knew the game. "Ok remove your clothes, let's see what you are hiding."

"Officer is this necessary?" LaTonia acting like she objected.

"Well lady," Malone said sternly, "You only need to watch. We are not going to search you."

"Actually, Officer," LaTonia said as sternly as Malone was acting, "You are discriminating against me. I should get the same treatment as these white sluts. Do you treat white sluts differently from black sluts?"

"No ma'am!" Malone said emphatically. "You are right. You need to be treated exactly the same as these white sluts. Now get undressed."

Rose was the fastest to get the thong off, as all she had to do is slip the strings off her shoulder. 

Johnson pick up her thong, smelling the crotch and shook his head at Malone like he found something. 

"This smells suspicious Officer Malone," Johnson declared.

Bates was holding up LaTonia's thong inspecting the split. "Well more damming evidence here" Bates said as he stared at the naked LaTonia. 

Malone made an act of smelling the now naked Merna's bikini bottom. "Yep, her too." Malone said shaking his head. "I think we have enough evidence now to inspect everything about these sluts. Alright guys let's inspect their bodies thoroughly."




Merna's Story Pt. 03



"This will get messy," Officer Bates observed. "Let's have the ladies remove our uniforms placing them in the open locker."

We did as instructed, removing their uniforms and placing them in the open locker. Rose could not help herself as she gave Johnson's penis a little peek while removing his boxers. 

"Guys, grab some lotion off the sink to make the search more pleasant," Malone instructed. They each grabbed some body lotion off the sink. We were standing in front of a mirrored sink area so it was easy to see everything going on.

"Take your lotion, rub everywhere and see if you can feel any damming evidence," Malone instructed.

Each of the officers took their 'suspects'; Johnson with Rose, Bates with LaTonia and Malone with me; and massaged all parts of our body. I closed my eyes but assumed each was doing the same. Malone stood behind me, pressing his now hard dick against the crack of my ass as he massaged my boobs and stomach. Then he did my back and ass he pressed his hard dick between my legs in front. He then helped me sit on the counter as he did my legs. I looked to each side; both girls were getting the same treatment and loving it. Rose had the biggest smile on her face. She was so expressive. 

Malone then took a glob of lotion to rub on my sensitive pussy lips. I started having orgasm as soon as he touched me. He must of hit the same place as when we were at the showers as I squirted all over his face. 

"That is the second time," Malone said. 

"Sorry again officer," I smiled. "I am a nasty messy white slut as you know."

Malone looked to either side, observing that this part of the inspection was done on both sides. 

"We have to do a cavity search," Malone demanded. "Regulations you know for all dangerous sluts. Hands on the sink and bend over."

He spread a glob of lotion on my ass hole so he could push as much as possible with one finger. He then added a second finger with additional lubricant, leaving them for a little while. He began messaging my pussy with the other hand. My juices were beginning to run down my leg. It was almost too much. I saw looking at Rose that Johnson only had one finger in her little tight ass but 2 in her pussy. Rose was moaning with pleasure. LaTonia oiled black ass was shining like a lake in the moonlit. Bates had 3 fingers in her ass hole while massaging her pussy. 

"Please put one more in my ass," I heard LaTonia say to Bates. "That feels so good, my ass has been a little neglected lately." I think the 20 minutes of Jerome's dick in her pussy made her ass the more receptive orifice. Bates then added a little more lotion to his hand so he easily slides in the fourth finger. Bates and LaTonia were both enjoying this. 

Then when I thought I could not take it anymore, Malone said, "On your mark, fuck." With this his engorged cock entered my pussy easily. I was still bent over the sink so he could massage my ass as he moved in and out of my receptive pussy. 

"I want it in the ass," LaTonia told Bates. Bates obliged sinking his dick all the way with one move. He was about half the size of Jerome so I am sure LaTonia found this comfortably easy. 

Johnson had sat Rose on the counter with his cock already sunk in her pussy. She had her legs wrapped around his middle as she leaned back against the mirror. She was saying now quite loudly over and over, "Yes, of fuck yes."

LaTonia had all four fingers massaging the area where the hood covered her clit. There was a puddle on the floor from the lotion and her juices. I looked down between my legs on the floor seeing the same or larger puddle.

"I think my ass is really suspicious Officer Malone," I struggled to get out. "Don't you think a big hard long dick would be the right tool for the search?" I said this breathlessly. 

"You really are a nasty slut," Officer Malone said as he took his penis out of my pussy to place at the entry of my ass hole. I laid my elbows on the sink to give me maximum support. When I felt the head begin to separate the sphincter, I pushed all the way back taking his entire penis with one move. It felt so incredible good I said, "Malone take my ass hard. This white slut needs to be punished." With this he started pumping my ass hard. I duplicated how LaTonia was massaging her clit hood area with my whole hand causing me to have ever-larger orgasms. 

I looked over at Rose where she was bucking up and down on the counter as Johnson fucked her for all she was worth. I knew Rose's tight little pussy would milk Johnson's engorged cock fairly soon. I knew my asshole was tighter than LaTonia's butt hole so Malone could not last very long either. He filled my ass full of his ejaculation; I could feel it running down my leg. He collapsed on my back while his now softening dick slowly exited my satisfied ass. 

Malone and I looked over at LaTonia where Bates was still pounding away. I knew this could not last long. It was quite a sight. Those big tits were mashed on the sink top. You could no longer see the knuckles on LaTonia's hand that was in her pussy. Bates was pulling his dick all the way out and ramming back in with good speed and rhythm. Even though his dick was small compared to Jerome, LaTonia was surely feeling the ferocity. Then it happened. Bates started to convulse with his dick buried as deep as he could get it in her ass. You could see rivulets of fluid coming out LaTonia running down Bates groan. 

We were all breathing hard needing several minutes before anyone moved or said anything. Malone finally stood saying, "I pronounce you three guilty of being the most outstanding sluts in Talladega."

"Yes we are," Rose said. LaTonia and I smiled and shook our heads. 

We took showers together, dressed and left the locker room. The race was almost over. 

"We have to run," Officer Malone said. "Traffic duty. I know where you are parked so we will get you out of here as soon as you are ready."

When we got back to Jeff and Jerome, they were engrossed in the last laps of the race. So they said little.

This is the end of this story but not the end of adventures for Rose, LaTonia and Jerome and I. Stay tuned.



Merna's Story Pt. 04



This is a continuation of the story about Merna. This is the follow on from her weekend at the Nascar race in Talladega. Need to read Part 1 to know the characters.

*****

Divorcing Jake

Jerome and LaTonia took me home after the race as Jake had abandoned me. We were all very tried and did not talk much. LaTonia and I agreed to call each other the following week. 

Jake was true to his word, he vacated the house taking only his clothes, the good car and pop up trailer. The next morning I managed to get myself into work on time and had a message waiting for me from Jake. He wanted at his lawyer office that afternoon, promising me I would not need my own lawyer. 

"My firm has wanted me to relocate to Atlanta for the last couple of months," Jake explained. "I did not tell you because it was not working for us. I knew you did not want to go to Atlanta. This weekend was the deciding factor that it was over for us and I know you agree?"

"I do," I agreed. "It has been over for a long time; I just could not admit it. Just one question, was this your plan all along for the weekend?"

"Not exactly," Jake answered. "Of course I knew about the weekend activities but remember you nagged me about going. I told you not too."

"Ok, let's end this amiably," I commented. "What is the proposal you have?"

The lawyer answered. "We are proposing a no fault divorce, you get the house, the Honda Accord, and $50000. Jake only takes his clothes and personal items that he has already removed, plus the remainder of the savings. He will also take over any debts and pay all fees. If you sign, I will file and the court should rule in a matter of week. The divorce should be finalized quickly."

The house was on 10 wooded acres in North Shelby County with a clear spring fed lake on it. The house was about 2100 square feet with 3 bedrooms, 2 baths, small office, living room and kitchen. There was also an unfinished basement. The kitchen had been remodeled but the rest of the house really needed work. I guessed the house and land was worth $400k and there was about $300k in savings Jake would be taking. So the proposal was more than fair.

"Just to be clear," I queried, "Jake is going to pay off the home loan and leave the house free and clear."

"That is correct," the lawyer answered. "I advised him not to do this but Jake insisted."

"Merna," Jake started "I want this to be amicable. I am getting a big bonus and salary increase for moving to Atlanta. I want you to have a good chance to start over. I believe this is really a problem I have with commitment."

"Jake, don't say anything else," the lawyer said sternly. 

"Understood," I said. "I am ready to sign. Jake this is more than fair. Thank you. Really, I have to thank you for how the weekend turned out. I think it has freed me to look at my life differently."

We signed, and said goodbye. I never saw or heard from Jake again.

Losing my job

I was quite happy as I left the meeting with Jake and his lawyer. I thought about going out for dinner and celebrating but decided I needed to contemplate my future. After a light dinner, I grabbed a bottle of wine put on the outfit I wore to the races the last day, sat on the deck by the lake and plan my future. 

There was a small deck with a dock on the lake. It was a really nice evening. I decided my first goal should be to improve my skills. I am a graphic artist with excellent drawing skills but not computer skills. I worked for a small marketing firm that when I started only needed drawing skills. There were some night courses at Montevallo, a small school close to where I lived. Unfortunately, it would be January before new classes started. 

I went to bed nude again, now my habit. I liked the feel of sleeping that way. About 1am I awoke with a serious need to masturbate. My pussy was wet. I realized I had been dreaming about the weekend at Talladega. I rubbed my clit to orgasm and fell asleep happy.

The next few days were uneventful. I updated LaTonia on the divorce. She was happy for me. 

Thursday night I got a call from Rose. "How are you Rose?" I asked. 

"I am very concerned," Rose worried. "Jeff has been so mean since we got back from Talladega. I don't know what is going on but he is worrying me."

"What do you think is causing it?" I asked.

"I think he is threatened because I am gaining confidence," Rose mused. "He is getting more and more controlling. He even wants me to quit my consulting business." 

"Rose, I did not know you were a consultant," I said with surprise. 

"Can I come over next week and talk?" Rose queried. "I really need to talk to someone and you may be my best friend. I have to go out of town on business this weekend if he let's me but will be back Thursday."

"Rose you are welcome anytime. Let's do dinner."

"Good," Rose said. 

I get fired

As I was ready to leave the office Friday afternoon the Director of Personnel came by and asked me to come by his office before I left work. 

"Merna, I am so sorry but we have to let you go," the personnel director explained. "You have probably noticed your work has become very spotty. I think we can give you some contract work. There is also a company across town that may also have some contract work. We set an interview for you Monday morning."

"I just can't believe this," I moaned. "I have worked here for 15 years and done my best. I really need this job. My husband and I are getting a divorce so I am on my own."

"I am really sorry," the director said. "There just is not enough work for a full time employee. But, as an independent contractor you may make as much part time between the two companies and other work you could potentially get. Also, this will give you time to go back to school to gain some computer skills."

"I guess you are right," I said almost crying. "I know it is time to get the additional training. I see the skills people have from college. It is just so much happening at once."

"Will this may help," the director explained. "You are getting 2 months salary severance and an additional $5000. This should give you time to build up your book of business. I do encourage you to get the computer skills."

"Well that does help," I said, less dejectedly. 

I cleared out my desk, went home and spent the rest the weekend moping around the home feeling sorry for myself. 

I called Rose on her cell phone Sunday afternoon to get her opinion that was, "I can help you gain the computer skills. If you are going to be home Thursday, I will give you an old computer that should run the software you need to learn. I also have a spare copy of the Adobe Suite. If you know how to use those products, that should give you a much better chance of getting work."

"Rose, you would do that?" I exclaimed. 

"Merna, I would be so happy to help you," Rose said. "I need your help also."

"Can't wait to see you. Can you be at my house at 9 am?"

"Sure no problem," answered Rose.

Interviewing for a new job

My interview was at 1pm at a downtown location in Birmingham. It was an old historical building that had been repurposed. They specialized in producing catalogs for products for females, mostly clothing. In looking at the description of the firm they seemed to really focus on the more mature market. 

I was ushered to the Office of the President, Bertha Bound. Bertha was short, very over weight and I would guess to be at least 50. 

"Welcome to Bound Sisters Creations," Bertha said as we shook hands. Bertha was wearing severe black business suite with a skirt that ended past her knees. I was glad I had worn my most business like, white blouse, blue blazer and blue pin stripped skirt that ended right at the knees. "I am so glad to meet you. Your previous company was very gracious to set this up for you and very complementary of you."

"Thanks for seeing me," I smiled saying. "I am grateful."

I handed her my book containing past work. As she flips through the book asks, "Do you have experience using computing graphics packages such as Adobe's Suite?"

"No Ma'am!" I exclaimed. "I hope to go the Montevallo this spring."

"That is too bad," Bertha said. "We could use someone full time with your artist skills and computer experience. But as it is, all I can offer is some contract work. It probably would be 20 hours per month at a rate of $10 per hour. The Director of Personnel said they could likely offer you some work at the same rate."

"I really need more than that," I said frowning. "I am getting a divorce and this just could not have come at a worse time for me."

"I understand," Bertha said with what seemed like compassion. "I have been there and done that. My husband decided to leave me a long time ago. That is when my sister and I decided to start this business. I take care of the business end and my sister Greta takes care of the artistic side. Tell me, have you ever modeled?"

"No, ma'am," I answered, "never even thought about it. I must be too old for that now and aren't I too large. I mean I am not a size 2."

"Oh, I am well aware that you are not a size 2. I would guess more 12 to 14 depending on cut." Bertha added, "But that does not mean you could not model. We get calls for full figure models all the time. You have a beautiful face, great skin and bone structure, full lips, and what hair."

"You really think so?" I said with surprise.

"Absolutely, it is possible," Bertha asked, "Would you consider it?"

"I don't know," I said with trepidation. "I am 37 years old and I would not know how to start."

"Well, we can help you start," Bertha said. "If you would consider it then I would like to get Greta's opinion. She is the one that decides on talent. But from a business perspective, it is not unusual to pay $500 a day for a model. You could still do contract work or gain additional skills."

"My goodness," I exclaimed. "I had no idea. Yes, I am open to it."

Bertha pressed the intercom and asked her assistant to get Greta. While we were waiting Bertha said, "Before you ask Greta is my half sister but we think of each other as sisters. My mother died while giving birth to me. Greta was born to my stepmother. We are five years apart. We look nothing alike but we are sisters in every way but mothers."

Greta came in as Bertha introduced us, "Greta this is Merna." Greta was tall, close to 6 feet and very thin with pale skin and light color hair. Bertha had dark skin and graying hair. 

"Hi, Merna," Greta smiled. Bertha was very stern while Greta smiled big and seemed to be likable immediately. "What is going on Bertha?" Greta asked.

"Merna is looking for work as a Graphic Artist," Bertha explained. "But she does not have computer skills. She really needs work and well you know my soft heart (They both snickered at that), I thought maybe she could model. What do you think?"

"Well, let's see," Greta said. "She certainly is pretty enough in the face and what hair. Merna, it looks like you are only wearing lipstick and a little mascara. Is that right?"

"Yes, ma'am," I answered.

"No more of that ma'am stuff," Greta demanded. "Call me Greta. Let's decide to be friends OK? Bertha will keep us straight business wise. How do you do your hair?"

"I just wash it and use a conditioner," I said. "It is naturally curly and a relaxer conditioner seems to do the trick."

"Unbelievable," Greta said gleefully. "We spend hours trying to make people's hair look that full and with that body. What are you measurements?"

"I am a 36D but a full D," I said. "My hips are right at 40 and very full. My waist varies some but I am probably 30 now. Why am I too big."

"Actually, I wish you were a little larger," Greta said. "Would you mind us looking at your body closer? We do a lot of swimsuits and lingerie modeling work here. We could have quite a bit of work for someone that does not object to some revealing photos. So please remove your jacket and blouse so I can see what you look like on top."

It went through my mind that I purposely walked up and down the stairs so all could see my ass and flashes of pussy at Talladega and I loved it. I did not want to say it but I wanted to show them all I had. $500 a day was quite an incentive to do what I like to do anyway. Somehow, just being asked to remove my jacket and blouse was making me a little excited. I was wearing a full cover bra anyway and well if they wanted to see my hips I also wore granny panties. No fun but I wanted to be conservative. 

"No problem," I said as I started removing my jacket and blouse. 

Greta frowned a little. I was a worried that she did not like what she saw. Greta then said, "Do you mind removing your skirt?"

"Not at all," I said smiling with some enthusiasm. I was hoping she would be more favorable to my body with more showing. 

As I removed my skirt Greta again frowned. "Not good enough?" I asked sadly. "I really did not think I could do this but did have my hopes up."

Bertha then said, "I don't think Greta is frowning because she does not like your body, I think she does not like your underwear. Why don't you just give her a good look?"

Greta gave a hard laugh, "You have to get used to Bertha. She is not exactly subtle." Bertha looked at Greta and laughed also. 

"Sure," I also laughed. "I really don't mind showing off." This was making me excited. I wanted to show off. So I removed my bra which made Greta look happier, then when I removed my granny panties, she was even more uplifted. 

"Do you mind if I look closer?" Greta asked. 

"Please do whatever is necessary," I said. 

Greta stood in front of me, taking both tits in her hands and raised them up seeming to feel the weight. But I realized she was looking for my scars from the enhancement. "When did you do the breast augmentation? The scars are almost invisible."

"Almost 10 years ago," I answered. "I did it to try to inspire my husband to pay me more attention."

As Greta continued to hold both my tit in her hand while looking me in the eyes she asked, "You mean your husband did not find this body irresistible? I would have thought he would stay horny and on you constantly."

"He lost interest in me soon after we were married," I answered. 

"Unbelievable," Greta said. Bertha was really staring at me now. She clearly was interested. "Let's see what your butt and legs look like," Greta said as she grabbed me hips and slowly looked as me with a 360 degree turn. "That is one of the best butts I have seen. You would be great at swimsuit modeling." She then moved to my pussy and rubbed just above the clit asking, "Do you shave yourself or have it done?" Greta asks again staring me straight in the eyes while keeping her hand resting on the area just above the pussy lips.

"I started shaving myself a few months ago," I explained, "again an effort to get some attention."

"Well you have our attention," Bertha said. "Hopefully this does not scare you."

"No actually this is fun," I said with a big smile realizing I was now getting very wet. 

"Excellent," Greta said with a smile. "Would you spread your leg just a little, I want to see what your inner thighs look like."

So I took a little wider stance as Greta knelt in front of me. She took her hand and spread my inner thighs so that I knew she could see the juices. She then got up and knelt behind me and again spread my thighs. "Beautiful," Greta said. She then stood saying, "I am going to outline where some of the swimsuits may strike." She took her finger and outlined along the edge of my pussy lips, I know feeling the moisture, then just above the pussy slit. "Are you ok with that cut? It would basically only hide the pussy lips. Your pussy lips are a little fat."

"No, no problem at all," I said with a big smile. "Is it bad that my pussy lips are so pronounced?"

"Not at all," Grete said with a smile, "In fact that is a positive. When covered it is suggestive, makes the suit sexier and women don't know why. Men are more likely to tell their wives they like it without perceiving the suggestive fat pussy is the reason they like it. Bertha what do you think?"

"I think we can all make some money," Bertha said in a matter of fact manner.

"I think so to," Greta said. "Merna, we have a shoot tomorrow that needs a full figure model. Our photographer happens to be getting set up for it. Do you mind if he also gives an opinion?"

"No," I said. "Should I stay like this?"

"If that is OK with you," Greta said. "Do you want a robe? There is one in the other room."

Even though I really did not care I said, "Sure, don't want to mess up your furniture." They both smiled. 

So Bertha asked her assistant to get Charles. Greta grabbed me a robe. I put on the robe and sat in the chair across from Bertha as she said, "Here is the services agreement that is standard with our agency. If Charles thinks you can do the job tomorrow then we will need this signed before work starts. It basically says we can use any picture we take of you in any way we desire. It also holds us to a standard that prevents us from taking or using any photograph you deemed to be inappropriate. It gives you more rights than is standard to deem a photograph inappropriate but we are very sensitive to the needs of our models and don't want them to feel uncomfortable with us. We had our lawyer use English so most people could read it and understand."

I was making no effort to keep my robe closed, thinking Bertha was enjoying the view. So I read it while Bertha watched. I caught Bertha staring at my tits, "This looks very standard, much like the release I give for my art work."

"It is almost exactly the same except the additional right to you to deem a photo inappropriate" Bertha smiled knowing she was caught staring. She paused, smiled and said, "Sorry for staring but you are very beautiful. I will deny saying that when we negotiate rates."

I laughed. "I am sure we will get along fine." As I said this, Greta entered. 

Greta said, "Merna this is Charles. I know Charles looks like a kid but he is actually 26, with an art and acting degree from UCLA. He is one of the best local photographers we use and his rates are completely unreasonable." 

"You got that right!" Bertha said laughing. 

"You guys are getting the best bargain in Birmingham," Charles smiled. "Merna, so glad to see you." I started to stand when Charles said, "Please sit on the couch, I want to first look at your face. The light is better there." There was a table lamb that he turned on as I sat down. I was again letting my robe gap open, wanting him to stare. He took something out of his pocket that looked like a viewfinder. He seemed to be simulating what a camera would see. After the first look he came over and starting messing with my hair. It seemed like he was trying to get it off my face. He then stepped back look in the viewfinder saying to Greta, "We need to cut her hair just a little off her face and shape it a little. But I want it to be very full like this. Merna, if your hair was cut a little shorter would it have this same body? Do you color it in any way? Perm? Fill me in."

"Completely natural," I explained. "I have never had a permanent, colored or anything but change the cut occasionally. I don't think shaping it would change the body. I do use a relaxing conditioner."

"Well, it is a beautiful color with amazing body," Charles said. "Don't see this often. Greta, I think she needs to go by the salon and have it shaped a little the way I described. But under no circumstance should they do anything else. No color, no layering, no streaking, no nothing but shaping it a little to show her face." Greta shook her head. With that Greta left the room saying she would be back before I left. 




Merna's Story Pt. 04



"Merna, I am going to adjust your robe to see what a head shot would look like," Charles queried.

"Do anything you please," I said with a demure expression. "And fell free to tell me exactly what you want. Just realize I have no idea what that is so use small words." 

Charles laughed as he draped the robe off my shoulder and showed a lot of cleavage. I had my arm folded under my tits to push them up as much as I could. I had decided that being only a D cup was my biggest problem. I wanted him to know how accommodating I could be and I realized I really wanted to do this. 

He again used the viewfinder, adjusting my position several time, face on, and from both sides. As he moved by body from side to side the bottom of the robe gap open more and more. I was sure Bertha was getting a good view from her angle. After what seems like 30 minutes he stood up saying, "Ok Merna moment of truth, can I see it all? If so stand up drop the robe and walk slowly across the room and back."

I stood dropping the robe with no hesitation, looked him straight in the eye giving him a coy smile. He knew the look. I walked slowly across the room and where he was standing. 

"We need work on the walk before you do any runway modeling but we can work on that during photo sessions," he smiled. At that he did exactly the same thing Greta did, held both tits in his hands feeling the weight, looking for the scars then said, "Nice boob job. Wish he had gone slightly larger but really quality work. You could do nude photos without ever knowing you had any work done. Not that we are going to do nudes here. I know the policy." Charles looked at Bertha. 

"Bertha, can you have someone get me the red swimsuit on the rack outside the studio?" he asked. "Merna the day will start with dresses, move to some lingerie and finish with this swimsuit. I want to see you model the suit."

He was still holding my tits as he talked and I could see he was getting hard. We smiled at each other knowing that the other was getting excited. He then had me do a 360 slowly; lightly positioning me as he wanted. Several times he grunted. Just as he finished the turn the assistant came in handed him the suit and barely looked my way like she thought 'Just another nude person'.

"Ok put this on," Charles said. I dressed in the red bikini. Charles looked appreciative saying, "This is the skimpiest outfit we will do tomorrow. Do you think you will be OK with it?" 

The suite really covered more than I wanted. It did push up my breast quite nicely I thought. It showed a lot of cleavage and a little flesh mounded on the side. The thong cut bottoms left ¾ of the ass cheeks exposed but my pussy was well covered with no lips or slit showing. It was cut low but covered at least 4 inches above the lips. I was a little disappointed but looking in the mirror I had to admit it was a pretty bikini that could be worn at any beach. "No, this is no problem at all."

"Good," Charles said. "Bertha, sign her up. She will be perfect for this shoot. Have her go by the salon first and I will be ready for her at 10am. Merna, we will have a long day. We will have to take it slow. I will give you a lot of instruction on how to model. Since we will be doing dresses, lingerie and swim suits, it will take longer."

"He is just wanting to run up his bill!" Bertha said frowning at Charles. I had a feeling that they really liked each other and just poked each other. 

"Bertha, Bertha, Bertha," Charles laughed. "Give it a rest. I will only bill you for 8 hours, which is about what it would take with an experienced model. But Merna, we will be late finishing tomorrow night. You will be very surprised how tiring this will be."

With that Charles got up, shook my hand, waved to Bertha, and left. Bertha said, "Want to get dressed before we do our business. You can change here or go to the dressing room down the hall. That swimsuit is just gorgeous on you by the way. We are going to sell a lot of those for the client."

"I will change here unless that bothers you," I said.

"No bother at all." So I took the suit off and redressed in my clothes. I really did not want to put the business attire back on. I needed a better wardrobe. Maybe with the earnings from this shoot I can buy clothes. As I changed I glanced at Bertha. She was enjoying the show so I took a little longer than was needed.

As I sat Bertha said, "Are you OK with the release?"

I interrupted her saying, "Yes, no problem with signing." 

As I signed the release Bertha handed be a contract with terms. The terms were standard term will a daily rate of $500 per day or $250 for 4 hours. It stipulated that anything 4 hours or less would be considered half days and more than 4 hours would be a day. It also stipulated breaks. It all looked good. So I signed and handed back to Bertha.

"Here is the card for the salon," Bertha directed. "Be there at 9am as Charles directed. Don't let them do too much. Any other questions?" 

"No, I am so good," I said with conviction. "I just can not tell you how much I appreciate this opportunity. I have such a good feeling about this." As I finished Greta stepped into the office. 

"Merna, we are really glad to help," Bertha said with Greta by her side. "You need to start a book for modeling. Charles and Greta can help you with that. We will make sure the client will allow the photos be used for that purpose. It is usually no issues but I will check for you." 

With tears in my eyes I said, "I just don't know what to say to thank you both. I have gone from desperation to excitement about my future." I hugged them both again murmuring, "Thank you, Thank you, Thank you."

Phone sex with Rose

I got home around 7pm, went to the bedroom, removed my clothes and laid out some new toys. I received from an Internet store a small butt plug, a small bullet vibrator, a large black silicon life like vibrator, and anal lubricate. I also purchased several micro thongs. I felt my wet pussy making me want to get off right then but knew it would be better to wait until I had eaten and had a glass of wine. So I took some on the anal lubricate, messaged it into to butt hole, and placed the plug. It was shaped to stay in and be comfortable. I chose a micro thong that was a black strip that had a leather string laced over it like shoelaces. It was nothing but 3 stings laced together after it covered the clit hood. So it put pressure on the clit hood and caused the pussy lips to separate giving me a sensation every time I moved.

I went to the kitchen, poured a glass of wine and went out on the back patio to have dinner. I pretended that someone was at the edge of the woods waiting me eat dinner while wearing only the micro thong. When finished, I took my second glass of wine to the patio and slowly drank it while I thought about the day. Just thinking about the 3 people at the Bound Sisters giving me so much attention, made me hot. I closed my eyes, laid my head back with my feet probed up on the table, and slowly started rubbing my tits. They were very sensitive. At about 9, I had finished my wine ready for my vibrators. As I took the glass to the dishwasher I noticed the message waiting light. It was Rose who had called about 10 minutes earlier. She asked me to call her mobile number if I could.

It then hit me that Rose would enjoy the pleasure I was about to experience. So I went and got a towel, my vibrators and the hands free house phone. I put the towel on the couch, push aside the string covering my pussy inserting the bullet, and turned it on low. I then called Rose with the headset so my hands were free. I could feel the low vibration in my pussy, the string putting pressure on my clit hood and tension in my butt hole.

"Hello, Merna," Rose said excitedly. "I am so glad you called."

"How has your trip been?" I asked.

"So far it has really gone well," Rose explained. "I am in Washington DC at a nice hotel down town. I got here Saturday afternoon, worked all day Sunday installing my software, having everything ready to demonstrate to the customer Monday morning. The demo ran perfectly making the client very happy. They wanted a few changes which I did this afternoon and into the night. I was about to go to bed and thought I needed to call a friend."

"Rose one of these days you are going to explain to me what you do," I said. 

Rose laughed, "I will do my best to explain it to you Thursday. How did your day go?"

So I told her about the day. As I got to the part about Greta holding my tits in her hand I had to rub my tits and thought of how good it felt.

"Are you OK?" Rose asked. "You went silent for a minute."

"Well, let me just say it was a very stimulating day," I said coyly. "When I got home I put a butt plug in and wearing a tight micro thong that has been stimulating me for about 2 hours. Before I called you I also put a small bullet vibrator in my pussy. I thought you might enjoy hearing me get off. Want to join in?"

"Do I?" Rose yelled. "Give me a minute to grab my travel vibrator and my headset." She was gone less than 30 seconds and said, "I am ready."

"I am going to turn my bullet up and start rubbing my tits, tell me what you are doing."

"I am laying back on the bed rubbing my puffy nipple" Rose started, "I am taking the vibrator and messaging the outside of my pussy. It is rubbing up and down on my clit."

"I just had a nice orgasm," I murmured almost inaudibility. "Rose feel great. Feel that vibrator on your clit. Can you feel it?"

"Oh, oh, oh, yea," Rose said under her breath. She was breathing harder obviously having an orgasm. 

"Rose I am ready for Mister Jerome," I said. "The second vibrator I have is what they call a jumbo. It is black like Mister Jerome dick, about 7 inches long and almost as big around as Mister Jerome when he is hard, so I call this vibrator Mister Jerome. I will get Mister Jerome hard by sucking his dick until it is ready to go in my pussy. I am knelling in front of him waiting for you to talk me though getting Mister Jerome ready."

Rose started directing, "Lick with your tongue up and down the shaft." Rose paused while I did that. "Mister Jerome won the auction for me the first year Jeff and I went to Talladega. I could not take much of that dick in my pussy but I learned how he liked to be sucked. Now kiss up and down the shaft. Mister Jerome could only get the tip in my vagina so I had to make up for that by being good at sucking him off and other things. Now take just the tip in your mouth and suck it like you would a Popsicle. Start your lick at the beginning of the shaft and move to the tip increasing pressure. I found this technique the second night I was pleasuring him. The first night he directed me. Slowly take more in your month with each stroke. Move down the shaft with each thrust in your mouth and suck as you move back, increasing pressure in your mouth to the shaft."

"Oh, Rose," I said out of breath. "I just had the biggest orgasm thinking about you sucking off Mister Jerome."

"When you have the shaft as far in your mouth that is comfortable, stop and roll your tongue up and down the shaft," Rose continued. "I did this the last time I sucked him off in the bathroom at the Talladega stands. LaTonia told me to do it that way. Circle the shaft with your tongue. Now extract Mister Jerome and slowly take it back in trying to get it further down your throat, and then tongue him again up and down and around. In that bathroom, knelling in front of Mister Jerome I was able to get about 6 inches in my mouth without gagging. One more time extract Mister Jerome, this time don't hold your breath but breathe easily through your nose. Yawn as the shaft gets to the back of your throat. When his big black dick got to the edge of my gag response he shot his load in my mouth. I was able to take it all down. I think Mister Jerome is ready for pussy."

I removed the Jumbo Dildo/Vibrator and smiled. "Rose, I had so many orgasms," I said. "Did you?"

"Oh yea," Rose laughed. "That was great but we need to get Mister Jerome off. Tell me how you were able to take that Jumbo Dick in your pussy." As she talked I took off the thong, removed the bullet vibrator from my pussy and the butt plug. 

"I am naked with nothing in me," I explained. "Mister Jerome is all I can take at once. I am sitting with feet on the coffee table so that I am spread as wide open as I can get."

Rose interrupted, "I am sitting on the edge of the bed, vibrator completely hidden in my vagina, rubbing my tits and clit as you talk about getting Mister Jerome all the way in. I can see myself in the hotel mirror, rubbing myself pretending that it is Mister Jerome lounged in my cavity."

"This is how Mister Jerome got it all the way that first night," I continued. "First he lubricated my pussy and his dick. I am as wet as I can be now so done. Mister Jerome then rubbed that big black penis over my clit hood. He slowly opened the slit, making the clit protrude. With that he started making me orgasm. Just like now."

Rose moaned and I knew she was with me. "Mister Jerome then rubbed his dick from the clit to my ass hole. Each time he was at the clit or my anus he hesitated and applied some pressure. Mister Jerome is oscillating over the vaginal opening. Still moving up and down but each time penetrating more into the vagina. Mister Jerome is moving in and out of the vagina with small movement. Each time it gets a little deeper into the vagina."

Rose again moaned, "Oh I can feel it too. He is getting inside me also."

"Mister Jerome is 4 inches in," I continued. "He stops, letting me get used to the girth. He sucks on my nipples while his dick rests in my pussy. I can feel the ridges on his hard dick. The blood vessel seem to be so swollen I can feel them. Mister Jerome rises off me by extending his arms changing the angle of penetration. He now pulls all the way out and back in first slowly but very rhythmically. He slowly speed up. With each thrust he gets deeper. I am now having very large and almost debilitating orgasms. My pussy is expanding with each thrust. My leg widen as much I can. I whisper to Mister Jerome, I am ready. With that with one big thrust he bangs his balls off my ass making a smack. Did you hear the smack Rose?"

"I heard (breath) the (breath) smack," Rose screamed. "Don't stop. Get Mister Jerome off. I want to feel that cum in me." So I picked up the tempo. Taking Mister Jerome all the way out shoving him all the way and each time the silicone balls bounced off my butt making a loud wet smack.

Neither us said anything. All you could hear was; Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack. I continued until I could not take it anymore. "Mister Jerome is now filling our pussies with his cum," I continued saying. "It is running down my legs and feels so good."

"I am full also," Rose said. We were both quiet for several minutes just listening to each other get our breathing under control. "While, that was great," Rose finally said.

"Yep," I followed up. "Really not much more to say but sleep well and I will see you Thursday."

"Good night," Rose cooed. With that I cleaned my toys and went to bed as usual in the nude enjoying the feel of my own juices.



Merna's Story Pt. 05



This is a continuation of the story about Merna. Really need to read part 1 to know characters. 

*****

Merna's first modeling job

I awoke very excited about my first day modeling but there was nothing in my closet that fit my image of a model. I had either conservative business attire or old knock around clothes. I decided when my finances were less tenuous I would start shopping for a wardrobe. So, I chose my standard business attire. This did not give me a sense of being a model. 

At the hair salon, a very talkative stylist was waiting for me with instructions from the Bound Sisters. She really wanted to do a lot more with my hair but I was adamant that nothing more should be done than Greta's instruction. 

As I walked into the Bound Sisters building, Greta and Charles greeted me. 

"Are you ready for the day?" Charles asked.

"Absolutely, I am very excited," I said enthusiastically. "But anxious to find out if I can really do this."

"You will do fine," said Greta. "By the way, you can dress casually on the days you model for us. Not sure Bertha told you, but many times the client will give you an outfit as part of the deal."

"Good," I smiled. "I need to upgrade my wardrobe when I can afford it."

"The studio is in the basement," Greta said leading Charles and I to the stairs going to the basement. When she got to the bottom of the stairs, there was a door locked with a keypad that required a series of numbers to enter. "The combination is 9154. We want to keep this area secure for these sessions with no gawkers."

As we entered, I noticed no outside light but the room was very bright as Charles explained, "The Bound Sisters spent a lot of money on this studio. It is one of my favorites. We can control backdrops and lighting very easily. You will also notice the floor is a very soft rubberized surface. I have to wear kneepads in other studios. They very generously allow me to use it for my own sessions."

A very young girl came from behind a partition. She had dark hair with an average figure and was not unattractive but certainly not pretty. Charles introduced us, "Merna, this is Marsha my assistant. She will take care of you today doing touch up, dressing, and organize both of us. If you need any thing let Marsha know."

I shook Marsha's hand as Marsha said, "Nice to meet you. It will sound like I am telling you what to do today but I am really assisting you. Charles said this is new for you and I want to do everything I can to make this a successful day for you."

"So good to meet you Marsha," I said. "I have no idea what I am doing so anything you can tell me is appreciated."

"We will start with these dresses," Marsha said as pointing to a rolling rack. "The dressing room is behind this partition. I will take care of any hair or makeup needs and assist you presenting the dress. When we are ready, then I turn you over to Charles. If you need a bathroom break it is over there. There is a small refrigerator in the break room that has water and soft drinks. If we eat here make sure to use the break room. Ready?"

Greta interrupted, "I will be checking in throughout the day to see how it is going. Mainly to make certain that Charles understands what the customer wants. But if you need anything from Bertha or myself let me know. We really do care that this works for you. I will be taking you and Charles to lunch at the Summit. It will be a working lunch. One of the dresses needs a backdrop like the Summit. Mostly, have fun." The Summit was a private club down town used by business people. I had heard about it but only knew it was at the top of one of the building close to here.

"I am ready," I said to Marsha. "And thanks again Greta."

Around a wall partition was a large dressing area with mirrors everywhere, tables and very comfortable chairs and couch. "Sometimes there are delays, you can come here and relax if you wish. Some of the models nap here. You are going to be surprised how tiring it is. My first advice is stay in shape not just for looks but stamina. Ok, remove your clothes and we will get you ready."

I removed my pants suit leaving on bra and panties to Marsha frowning saying, "Oh those will never do. Most of the dresses will be worn without panties, as we do not want panty lines. Of course we could Photoshop but easier not. The bra you wear will be matched to the dress with some without bra. Does that make you uncomfortable?"

"Not at all," I said as I removed my panties and bra. Marsha then did exactly what Charles and Greta did cupping both tits in her hand, but Marsha stared at the breast. 

"Ok, I know," Marsha said as opening a door with many bras and picked one out. She did not say anything but put the bra on me not really letting me help. I found it strangely erotic to have this young girl placing a bra on me. It had a lot of support underneath but was very thin and almost invisible above the areola. The strap could barely be seen, making no indention in the skin. I looked in the mirror and I thought it looked sexy.

"Can I ask you how old you are?" I asked Marsha. 

"I am 21," Marsha said. "I have been Charles assistant for 2 years. Are you uncomfortable with me?"

"Oh, I find this different but pleasant," I said. "And quite the opposite. I appreciate your help."

She handed me the first dress and it seem unexceptional to me, just a simple sweater dress. I did understand the bra and lack of panties. Either of the ones I wore would have been seen.

Marsha had me sit in front of the dressing table that had great light and mirror so I could see what she was doing. She touches up my hair saying, "You have beautiful hair. Mine is thin straight with a brown color where yours is a lovely warm auburn red. I imagine the body and color are natural."

"Yes it is," I said. 

Marsha then touched up my lipstick saying, "You are going to be one of my easier clients. You are ready for Charles."

"Beautiful," Charles said before he started instructed me through a series of poises. Greta came in and observed for a while, whispered something to Charles and left. 

"Greta is happy with what we are doing," Charles said smiling. "We will go to lunch at 12:30."

After several dresses that morning Charles said to Marsha, "Ok time to get Merna ready for lunch." 

I followed Marsha to the dressing room where I again removed all but the bra. It was clear to me that we were moving faster as I understood the routine. "Remove the bra also," Marsha instructed. "The dress you will wear to lunch has built in support. Luckily you do not really need much. Great boob job by the way."

"Thank you," I said happily. Marsha then helped me put on an evening club dress. It was red with a wide black belt with a big fake diamond horseshoe under and between my breasts. It had a gather that exposed cleavage all the way to the bottom of my breasts. The support in the dress also pushed the breasts in to maximize cleavage. It felt very secure however making me comfortable that no oops moment would occur. The buckle also pulled the dress hemline up in front causing it to be V shaped between my legs. Without the gather the dress would strike me mid thigh, which it did in back. But in front it was almost exposing my pussy. 

"We have to adjust that and you are going to need panties," Marsha stated as she knelt in front of me adjust the buckle. I was getting a sexual feeling from this attention so close to my bare pussy. Marsha could not help but rub against me as she adjusted the bottom of the dress.

Standing up she smiled saying, "Now that is sexy. Wish we could leave you without panties for the guys at the Summit; you would be even a bigger hit. But the photos have to be PG not R, so let's see if we can find something that works." She rummaged through another drawer and found a pair of red bikini cut panties that seemed to work well. So again I sat in the swivel chair in front of the mirror while Marsha fixed my hair and face again. 

"There you are," Marsha whispered. "We may have to send in the police to get you the 2 blocks to the Summit. I cannot remember someone looking this sexy fully dressed. Look in the mirror and make sure you are comfortable with how I fixed the drape in front."

So I stood and looked in the mirror saying, "Oh that is fine. I show more skin in shorts. But I must admit it is suggestive."

"Make sure to keep the dress pulled down," Marsha instructed. "The dress is designed to drape like that naturally so just be careful if Charles tries to get you in one of his strange positions. Let's put on the jewelry," Marsha says as she opens a very pretty box. Marsha takes out what looks like diamond ear studs but I am sure it is glass and places them in both ears. She then places a large diamond looking necklace on me and a red stone anklet. She then placed a pair of red pumps on my feet. They fit nicely; with a wider low heal. I assumed they were built to dance in. 

"Ok, thanks," I said smiling at Marsha. "You have been so good to me."

"No worries," Marsha said. "You are actually a pleasure. You would not believe how snooty some people can be just because they are beautiful."

"But I am not beautiful," I corrected.

"And that is why I like you working with you," Marsha explained. "Please don't change." 

I went out to show this to Charles and he whistles. "Man, that is a picture I want to take. That dress just works."

Greta came in and took a look at me. "This is better than I thought. The client is going to love it. Marsha, when Charles gets back I want the raw pictures to send to the client to see if we are getting what they want. Charles let's get pictures of the jewelry now. Start with a headshot. Merna can use that as the start of her book also."

Charles had me stand in front of a blue screen while asking Marsha; "I want to just get the headshot with only her shoulders, not the dress."

Marsha unzipped the back of the dress about 6 inches and pulled the dress off the shoulders. She placed my hands where they would keep the dress from falling off, so I had my hands cupping the dress under my breasts. Most of my breasts were exposed. "Is this OK?"

"Sure, fine with me," I said emphatically. I think she was beginning to suspect that I liked to be exposed. Charles took a series of photos, turning my shoulders and face in different positions, each time touching me in various locations above my waist. Each time I had a most pleasant sensation. I liked this. I just hoped I was good enough to make this a second career and make a little money.

"Ok, that should do it," Charles said. "Marsha, fix Merna." Marsha pulled the dress back in position and re-zipped it. 

She stepped back asking Greta, "Ok?"

"More than ok," Greta said with enthusiasm. "Could not be better. Merna, we will have security escort us to the Summit. You are wearing about 100k worth of jewelry."

"What!!" I exclaimed. 

"Yes," Greta said. "And that is conservative. Ok let's go." 

Marsha handed me a small cocktail purse saying, "Lipstick and mascara just in case up need to touch up."

As we got to the exit of the building, two large men joined us. They were wearing black slacks, black knit shirt, and a tan jacket with the company emblem on the pocket. They each had a visible pistol holster on their belts, not trying to hide them. One of them reached out his hand saying, "I am Tommie and this is Joey. Joey will walk in front with me behind you. You and Charles need to keep your bags in front of you not hanging beside you. Charles knows the drill. And please don't worry. Nothing will happen."

Tommie for some reason really caught my eye. He was about 6 feet 2 inches tall and probably 230 pounds. He was all muscles, large chest with a narrow waist, clearly in the gym a lot. He had a dark complexion, very Italian looking. No hair on his head with blue eyes and smooth skin. He was far from handsome but very interesting looking and I felt something like attraction to him. Maybe it was just that he was the protective type or maybe he was so different from Jake.

I did as instructed as we walked the 2 plus long blocks to the large building where the Summit was located. We did get attention from the well-dressed business people walking on the street. I felt like a princess being escorted to the castle. When we got to the elevator, Tommie said to Greta, "Just text me when you are ready to go and we will meet you here." 

We went to the top floor of the building with the elevator opening directly to the Summit Club. A tall very good-looking man of about 50 was waiting for us, saying, "My name is Tony. I am the manager of the club." He was very lean with Italian features with salt and pepper hair that was slicked back. He was wearing a very expensive gray Italian suite. "Welcome," he said as he shook hands with Charles and Greta. "And you must be Merna."

"Yes sir," I said smiling with what I hoped was my sexy smile. 

He kissed my hand. Again, I felt like a princess and probably blushed. "Ravishing," Tony said. A young girl was standing next to Tony waiting to be introduced. She dressed in a white shirt with a black bow tie and black slack. She was slim, average height with blonde hair. "This is Lynn, she will be your server for the day. Lynn, show them to the table.

As we walked away I heard Tony say over and over, "Ravaging, ravaging..."

Lynn led us to our table. "What would you like to drink?"

"I will have a vodka tonic," Greta said. 

"Iced tea for me," Charles said. "I have to work this afternoon."

"Charles, should I also not drink?" I asked. I really wanted a glass of wine to help me relax. I was amped.

"Actually, I would encourage you to have a glass of wine if you wish," Charles directed. "You are working very well for a first timer. You just need to relax a little. So please have a glass or two if you wish."

"I would like a glass of Chardonnay," I told Lynn. 

"Let me get the drinks while y'all decide what you want to eat," Lynn said.

Greta wanted to explain the business to me while waiting, "The club has given us permission to photograph without charge. I would be surprised if they don't want to purchase some of photos. If they do that is additional money. It they want to use your photos in advertising then an additional release is needed and you get more money. Often they don't know if they want to use the photos in advertising until they see the photos. Charles also gets additional money."

"That all sounds good to me," I declared.

Lynn arrived with our drinks but instead of a glass of wine she had a chilled bottle of Chardonnay, which she started to open. "I only ordered a glass," I informed her.

"Tony instructed me to bring a bottle of one of our better Chardonnay's," Lynn said. "It is yours to take with you. So drink what you wish."

I looked at Greta and Charles. Both gave me a don't make a big deal of this look so I said to Lynn, "Tell Tony thank you and I will enjoy it I am sure. Greta, do you want some?"

"I will stay with my cocktail," Greta responded. "Enjoy but don't drink too much."

"I won't," I committed. I took a sip of what was a very good wine. 

"Are you ready to order?" Lynn asked. I just ordered a salad. I was too revved up to eat. 

Charles got up and started taking pictures of me drinking and holding the wine. He made sure Greta was not in the photo and Greta knew to not get in the way. "Stand by the window, I want you silhouetted by the skyline." He asked me to move to different locations and positions until the food came. We were definitely attacking a lot of attention. 

Our lunch arrived which we ate quickly. I finally had my glass of wine with the salad. Lynn came over and asked if she could pore me a second glass. I glanced at Charles and he made no sign not too. So I said, "Just a half." Lynn pored me just a little. 

"Merna, we have a chill package that will seal the wine for later," Lynn stated. 

As she said this Tony walked up and asked if he could sit. Greta agreed, "Please do."

"Thank you so much for the bottle of wine," I stated holding up the glass. "It is very good. I will enjoy finishing it tonight." 

"My pleasure, my dear," Tony said. 

"I would like to talk business," Tony said looking at Greta. Greta nodded. "We would like to put up a couple of your pictures in the club and maybe use them in advertising. Are you OK with that?"

"Yes, Greta has told me this might happen," I said smiling. "Greta will take care of it for me." 

"Fine, fine," Tony said with a flourish of his hands. "Additionally, some of the business guys want a picture taken with you. Think we can do that?"

"We are really running late here," said Greta. "Charles and Merna have a lot of work to do today. We will have to make it quick. I will take care of all the paperwork while Charles and Merna finish taking pictures."

"Very good," Tony said. "Merna, I want you to come back at any time. The meal will always be on the house for you as long as I am here. You are ravishing!"

When we finished eating, Charles and I started moving around the Summit taking pictures at different locations including the ladies restroom which I had to admit was really impressive. Charles took several pictures of me reapplying lipstick in the mirror. 

When we got back to the table, Greta was talking to 4 people. She introduced 2 partners in a downtown law firm, and 2 surgeons to Charles and me; each kissed my hand when I was introduced. "Merna do you mind having your picture taken with them?"

They were all as well dressed as Tony, so I said, "It would be my pleasure." Charles did the same picture we started with that showed the Birmingham skyline for each. Each had something to say to me that sounded something like a come on line but I was not sure. 

"It is time the go," Greta said to everyone. "Tony will have your pictures tomorrow. And remember no use except personal use in your office or home. No use can be made of Merna's likeness without express written permission from her." 

The two lawyer smiled saying, "Oh, we know the law and what we signed."

"Merna it was such a pleasure meeting you," they said in unison. I gave them one of my warmest smiles as we turned to leave. 

Tommie and Joey were waiting for us at the bottom of the elevator to walk us back to the Bound Sisters building. I tried to get as close to Tommie as I could without being obvious. When we got back to the studio it was almost 3pm. Marsha was waiting, "You guys are very late."

"It was my fault," Greta said. "They all wanted to talk to Merna and Tony spent more time with us than usual. Merna you will be very late tonight. I will have dinner brought in around 6pm. At least you will have a good wine." I had brought back the remainder of the Chardonnay in a chill bag.

"Let's get you in the next dress," Marsha pushed. "Charles we are going to have to pick up the pace."

"Marsha, I need the picture taken of the jewelry and the Summit now," Greta instructed. "If you will put those on a thumb drive for me I will help Merna."

Marsha shook her head and went to a computer desk in the corner. Greta and I went behind the screen. Greta first removed the jewelry and placed them in their boxes. She then unzipped the dress, guiding the dress so that I could easily step out. "How do you like this work?" Greta asked. 

"I just love it," I cooed. "I know I am getting older, so it is probably limited."

"Things have changed in modeling the last 10 years," Greta informed me. "Women who stay in good shape can model to 60. So you have longer than you think."

"Marsha advised me to stay in shape," I responded while wearing only panties. "I actually do work out now but not as regularly as I am going to."

Greta seemed to be staring at me. "You don't mind being nude in front of people do you?" She asked this while turning to get the next dress.




Merna's Story Pt. 05



"No, but that is a recent tendency," I answered while stepping into a sundress. "Do you think I need a bra?" I asked, as I looked in the mirror as saw the hint of nipples through the thin material. 

Greta responded after looking closely, "Yes, you do and I think you should lose the panties."

So I took the panties off. Greta pulled the top down and placed a very thin strapless bra on me. She brushed against my nipples as she placed the bra around me. I looked in the mirror when the dress was in place.

"Yep that looks good," Greta said. "I can't believe you don't need a touch up and your hair is still in place. Marsha must be taking it easy today."

"What do you mean?" Marsha said laughing coming up behind Greta. "You are right Merna is a dream to work with. Here is your thumb drive. You look ready to go. Greta, Tommie is here to pick up the jewelry box."

"Have him come in," Greta said. 

As Tommie was coming in I stepped from behind the partition to greet him, "Hi Tommie. Good to see you again."

"You too, Madam." Tommie was smiling and obviously happy to see me. Even though that was all the conversation we had, it seemed like we were passing messages to each other. He had to leave immediately with the jewelry box.

Charles was ready for me so we started back for the afternoon. We really picked up the pace, so about 5pm we moved on to the lingerie. Marsha said, "I need to put these over your nipples. It covers the areola so they won't be seen through lingerie. I put them on with a theatrical adhesive. It will not hurt to take off if I do it but you should not try to take them off until you see how I do it." 

Marsha very carefully placed a small amount of adhesive in each of the circular flesh colored material. The material was almost exactly my color and only barely large enough to cover the areola. "You can barely tell I have anything on," I mused.

Marsha grinned and opened a drawer that was filled with all different shapes and colors of the covers. "I have been looking at your tits all day so it was easy for me to pick the closet match for size and color."

Marsha then held each one with her hand until they were solidly in place. The first piece was a pair of silk pajamas. Charles did that quickly. The next one was a baby doll almost exactly like the one I wore for the Officers at Talladega. The thong barely covered my pussy. Charles in taking these pictures seemed to touch me more than he had all day. There was a knock on the door and a young boy of about 18 was let in with our food. Marsha directed him to the kitchen to drop it off. When he saw me his eyes bugged out. I decided to give him a thrill by bending over to pick up something off the floor. This gave him a good view. I was sure he would beat off thinking of my ass in the air that night. 

"You gave that boy a thrill," Marsha said smiling. 

Charles finished with the Baby Doll and asked, "Y'all want to have a quick dinner before we finish?"

Marsha and I both said yes. Marsha and I each had a glass of my Chardonnay while we ate. Marsha thought it was really good. So good we polished off the bottle.

Greta entered and said, "I like the Baby Doll for evening dining. If we all looked like you we would make that our standard attire." 

"Charles, the client is very impressed with the work," Greta beamed. "And Merna you have real fans. They have another set scheduled in 2 weeks and want you to do the work. I can now tell you the client is Keene's in Dallas. These pictures are going in their catalog."

I was amazed, sure my month stood open. "I don't know what to say. You mean Keene's the high-end merchandise store in Dallas likes my work and wants me again?"

"Merna close your mouth," Greta laughed. "It is actually better than that. They may want you to come out for a show the following month."

I just stared at the 3 for a minute and started crying. I hugged Greta saying, "Thank you." Of course my ass was being shown to Charles and Marsha. 

"What about me," Charles said. So I gave Charles a big hug, squeezing tighter than was necessary. I thought I felt a hard dick between his legs.

"What about me," Marsha said. So I gave Marsha a tight squeeze. Her hands drifted to the top of my ass. It felt good. I was excited in many ways. 

"Ok guys, get finished up," Greta said. "Merna come in tomorrow at 9am. We have some graphics work to do. I know it is boring compared to today but it is money. Tommie the security guy will wait until you are finished and walk you to your cars."

Marsha helped me put on the final piece of lingerie. It was a very shire teddy. My tits were all but showing and the crotch left little to the imagination. Marsha looked at me and asked, "Are you going to be ok with this?" 

"I'm fine but can this be shown in a catalog?" I asked. 

"I will have to make it fuzzy in the appropriate places," Marsha stated. "But Charles is likely to get a hard on seeing this. He is pretty immune but this may be too much for him."

"I don't mind that," I said thoughtfully. "I would not mind messing around with him. This has made me horny. Oh no I can't believe I said that. Is he your boyfriend?"

"No, he is not," Marsha smiled. "I think I have a idea. Tease him will you."

"Really," I said. 

"Really," Marsha said. 

So during this session I made a point of having him touch and position me a lot. I rubbed up against him every chance I got. I let my hand brush against his crotch several time. I knew he was getting excited.

As I was putting on the red bikini, Marsha said, "I often give a model a shoulder message at the end of the day. I am going to give you a full body message with us nude. I am sure Charles will join us."

"What about Tommie?" I asked. 

"You are a devil in a beautiful package," Marsha said. 

"Only lately," I said with a grin. "I think he desires some consideration for staying late for us."

"I am good with that also," Marsha said. "I will call him in just before Charles finishes. 

The red bikini was sure sexy but not very reveling so Charles breezed through the shot. It was after 7pm now. 

As Marsha was asking as there was a knock on the door. "Do you want a massage Merna? These shoots can make people really tight."

"I would love it," I said. Marsha opened the door as Charles was putting away his cameras and equipment. Tommie stood inside the door waiting. Marsha walked over and started removing the bikini without going behind the partition. She had me lay on a sofa with no back or arms. It may have been a message table. Then Marsha removed her clothes and picked up a bottle of message lotion spreading it on my back and started a kneading my back and shoulders. Charles had gone into the equipment room. 

"Tommie would you like to help?" 

"Absolutely." He started to message my shoulders. 

"No clothes in this message parlor," Marsha said. Tommie had his clothes off in a second. I look up at his body and he was big and ripped. His penis was large but nothing approaching Jerome but none the less impressive. "You take the legs and ass, while I work on her shoulder and back. This girl has had a hard day."

Tommie was already hard. He started at my feet and worked his way up. I am sure he was staring at a wet pussy from the time he started. I could feel his penis rubbing on my thighs as he began to knead my ass cheeks. 

"What a great ass you have," Tommie said. 

"What is going on here?" Charles said as he walked in the room.

"Merna's shoulder were tight and wanted me to give her a message," Marsha said smiling. "And Merna thought Tommie needed to be rewarded for waiting around for us and protecting us today. I just wanted to get naked and fuck. Think you can handle that?"

"Boy can I," Charles laughed. "I have been horny since the Baby Doll. I know Merna was teasing me the last couple of sessions we did. Glad to see she will follow though. I am ready to fuck any one but Tommie."

"Buddy don't even think about it," he laughed. 

Marsha went back to messaging my shoulder while Tommie was applying more lotion to my ass cheeks, allowing it to flow to an already wet pussy. He was sliding his hands from the top of my ass down to my fat pussy lips, kneading all the way. Charles was behind Marsha rubbing her tits with oil. His now hard dick was between her legs applying pressure to her pussy. 

"Turn over," Marsha instructed me. I did. Again, Tommie started at my feet and slowly moved up my leg and finally to my pussy. Marsha took one tit while Charles took the other. They were kissing while they did this. I was now afraid they did have a relationship. This was the kiss of lovers. But I could not stop now. Marsha then straddled me and held her pussy over my mouth to have me suck her. Tommie was sucking my pussy while Charles rubbed my tits and Marsha's ass cheeks. I was in bliss and having orgasm from Tommie's tongue. 

Tommie straddled the bench and impaled his dick in my pussy. He pulled my legs up so he could get all the way in. I continued to work on Marsha's pussy while Charles rubbed my tits and Marsha ass cheeks. 

"I am ready for a dick," Marsha said. "Tommie, let Charles have a little of that and let me take care of you." So Tommie picked up Marsha and bent her over the couches arm. He started pumping her from behind while Charles entered me with the same position Tommie had taken. Charles was small compared to Tommie but it still felt very good to have this man that had spent the day giving me so much attention screw me.

Tommie was the first to finish. He pulled out and spread cum all over Marsha ass. When Charles saw this he could not hold off any longer and filled me with his fluids. Tommie and Marsha were setting on the couch waiting us finish. Charles stood saying, "This was a good way to end a very good day."

"Wasn't it dear?" Marsha said and smiled at me.

"I thought you said he was not your boyfriend," I said with my consternation. Tommie was laughing hard. What is he laughing at I thought?

"I am her husband not her boyfriend," Charles said laughing also. 

I set up with a shocked look on my face. "Have I screwed up?" Everyone laughed at this mistake in wording. "I am so sorry Marsha, I did not know."

"You did not know because I was afraid you would not do this if you knew," Marsha explained. "Charles and I have an open relationship. We very much enjoy these little trysts. Usually, we plan these together but I thought he would like to be surprised. Did you enjoy the surprise baby?"

"Yes I did," Charles exclaimed. "Thank you for the treat."

"Don't mention it," Marsha said. "Good to meet Tommie finally. Hi my name is Marsha." Marsha said this extending her hand to Tommie. 

"Really nice to meet you," Tommie said. "And thank you Merna for thinking of me. You are one big-hearted lady. Now we need to get you all to your cars."

We all dressed quickly and Tommie locked up. He took Charles and Marsha to their car first. As we walked to mine he said, "Would you like for me to drive you home? You have had a long day and I would be happy to chafer you."

"How would you get back if you drive me in my car," I mused knowing the answer.

"I hoped you would let me sleep at your house and drive you back here tomorrow," he grinned sheepishly.

"I think that works," I smiled. "I do have a spare tooth brush and bedroom."

It took about 45 minutes to get home. As we were driving we discussed how to organize in the morning with Tommie informing me, "I have to be at the Bound Sisters tomorrow morning at 10am. They have a celebrity coming in from Florida and a top-level photographer arranged to do a shoot at their offices. They seem to arrange a lot of these and want our security company to handle security. Mostly we keep the press away. And of course we have to keep names secret."

"Oh, I don't really get into that anyway," I explained. "Do you work for the Bound Sisters often?"

"Probably one day a week," Tommie explained. "It is a little unusual to have two days in a row. Our company does work all over the southeast. Mostly Joey and I take care of Alabama but occasionally we have to go to other states in the southeast. Our firm is located in Atlanta."

"Do you like this work?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Tommie, do you mind calling me Merna not ma'am," I said with some exasperation. "I know you are a lot younger than me but don't remind me."

"That is not the reason!" Tommie said with panic in his voice. "I don't think of you as older, but we are taught to show respect for the client on the job. Anyway, I am 29, not so different from you I expect."

"How old do you think I am?" I asked knowing this was a trap.

"Ma'am, ah I mean, Merna I would be afraid to guess," Tommie smartly said. "Is there any way I can get out of this hole? If I have offended you, please forgive me."

I laughed. He also laughed. "You have not offended me. I was just picking at you. I am 37. Here is my house."

As Tommie pulled into the driveway it was almost 9 pm. Tommie unlocked the door and went in first. It then dawned on him what he had just done. "I did it again," he started, "I should have let you in first. It is our training to enter first and check security. I am so nervous around you."

"Don't be, I am just another girl."

"No you are not," Tommie said with admiration. "First you are a lady, you are kind and beautiful."

"Thank you," I said smiling, "that is quite a complement. I bet you say that to all the girls you fuck on the first day of work." We both laughed as Tommie blushed. It was strange to see this large strong man blushing. "Have you eaten?"

"I have not," Tommie answered. 

"I have some left over Baked Ziti, bread and beer," I said. "How does that sound?"

"That sounds amazing."

"There is a small refrigerator on the back poach with some beer," I said. "I will warm this up in the microwave and bring it out to the table on the patio. It is such a lovely night, I think you will enjoy the view."

"That sounds great. Do you want anything?"

"There is a open bottle of white wine in the refrigerator," I informed Tommie. "You can pour me a glass."

So Tommie went outside while I fixed him a plate of food. He was sitting at the table with his beer and the pistol holster lying on the table. I glanced at it. "Does the gun bother you?" Tommie asked.

"Not at all," I answered. "I think I would like to know how to shoot."

"I would be more than happy to show you."

"I would appreciate it," I said. While Tommie ate I gave him the short version of my current situation. As he finished his plate I asked, "Want some more?"

"No that was perfect, thank you so much. But I will grab another beer. Do you want some more wine?"

"No that is all I can drink." I answered. "It is almost 10 and we need to leave by 8am tomorrow morning to get to the Bound Sisters by 9. I want to get up at 6am and swim some laps. It was obvious yesterday; I need to get in better shape. The lake is really clear and a great place to swim laps. It will be a little cold but you get used to it."

"Can I join you?" Tommie said. "I love to swim laps and don't get to do that often."

"Sounds good," I said. "There is not a clock in the guest room, I will knock on the door. I was serious that you are sleeping in a different room tonight."

"I knew that," Tommie said sounding a little disappointed. 

"Can you tell me just a little about yourself before we retire to our bedrooms?"

"I joined the military when I was 18," Tommie started, "became a part of an elite unit, served in both Iraq and Afghanistan for multiple tours totaling 5 years, deciding I did not want to make the service a career so I took the opportunity to join this firm. The firm was founded by my first CO in Iraq."

"Thank you for your service," I said. "That is impressive. I did not realize how safe I was this afternoon."

"Joey has a similar story," Tommie said. "He did not serve quite as long as I did."

"Tommie, I am sorry but I am exhausted, let me show you your room and where your toothbrush is."

"I am ready to turn in also," said Tommie. I picked up dishes, took then in the kitchen to place them in the dishwasher and showed Tommie to the guest bedroom. 

At the door, I faced him saying, "Want to kiss as older lady goodnight?"

"I sure would but here is a deal," Tommie said pausing, "I won't call you ma'am outside the office and you never mention your age. I just don't think about your age."

I did not say anything, just reach around his neck and pulled myself up to kiss him. This was not you ordinary perfunctory kiss. It lasted several minutes and shocked me to my toes. We broke apart not saying anything as I went to my door and closed it. I thought maybe sleeping in separate rooms was a bad idea. That kiss made me tingle all over. I shook my head, got undressed and got under the covers in the nude as usual trying not to think about Tommie. I really did need some rest.



Merna's Story Pt. 06



This is a continuation of the story about Merna. To know characters Part 1 should be read

*****

Merna continues making friends with Tommie

I awoke at 6am with a wet pussy thinking about another round with Tommie. I really liked him and well why not. I quietly opened his door while he was still asleep, slipped under the cover and pressed my body against his back. He was sleeping on his side and did not wake up immediately. I kissed his neck and reached around to his big dick and started a gentle massage up and down the shaft. He began to moan and rolling on his back giving me access to his now hard dick. 

I thought about the instructions Rose had given me on the phone. I started kissing and nibbling up and down the shaft. I moved to the tip and slowly took it into my mouth and then extracted while increasing the pressure as it extracted. I moved slowly, taking more of his penis each time. I was able to get it all in my mouth and down my throat without gagging. I am getting better at this I thought. I flicked my tongue around the shaft while keeping the tip in my throat. I could feel the pre-cum.

I wanted his penis in my pussy so I lifted my mouth off his engorged member. I straddled him and easily took his penis in my soppy pussy. I sat there enjoying the feel of this strong brave man in me. He was now completely awake, reached up and rubbed my breasts. He did it so gently I could barely feel his hand but gave me such a pleasant sensation. His touch was electric to my skin. I really liked the way everything felt. I rocked back and forth adding a small up and down movement. Hum, that felt good. I knew a big orgasm was coming as I had been having small one from the time I put him in. I hoped he could hold out for me. I could feel his penis growing even larger and harder. Then it happened for me, a really big orgasm that made my body spasm. Tommie must have felt it as his ejaculation started almost immediately after the spasm started for me. He gave my large sensitive breasts a tight squeeze as we sucked the last of the orgasms from each other. 

I collapsed on him and kissed his neck and then his lips. "Now that is a wake up call," Tommie said. 

I laughed saying, "Management likes to treat the guest to something special."

"Merna, that was special," Tommie mused. "Notice I did not say ma'am."

I tapped him playfully on the shoulder, "Ready for a swim?"

"Absolutely," Tommie said. "How long are you going?"

"I can only do 20 minutes max, but you can go longer." I informed him. "We can start together and I will stop after 20 minutes, get cleaned up and dressed, then cook you some breakfast. Are eggs, fruit and toast OK? There will be coffee ready by the time you eat."

"That sounds great," Tommie stated. "Do you have a swim suit I can use or do I wear my underwear?"

"Well, I sleep and swim in the nude," I informed him. "So can you, the lake is mine, private and secluded."

"Alright then," he said with glee.

I had goggles on the deck. "I only have one pair; can you swim without?"

"No problem," Tommie said assuredly. "One of these day I will tell you about my training."

I went in front of Tommie in a fast walk. He whistled as I walked. "Is that for me?" I asked as I glanced back.

"Darn right it is," Tommie said with conviction. "You have the most beautiful ass I have ever seen."

"It is a talented trained ass," I said deceptively. "If you are lucky I will let you find out what it can do." 

We were at the lake; I put on the goggles, and start swimming my laps. Before I knew it Tommie had past me, then lapped me. He must have swum twice as far as I did in the time. I wore a watch and barely made it 20 minutes. As I got out I looked back at Tommie. His stroke was so smooth and powerful he barely made a ripple. I wanted to stay and watch but knew there was no time. I started the coffee as I walked to the bathroom, took my shower and dressed for the day. This time I did dress casually; bra, conservative panties, jeans, a white blouse, simple jacket, and flats. 

I cut up some fruit and got the eggs ready to scramble. I was about to go get Tommie out of the water when he walked up on the porch. He had a gorgeous muscular, triangle to the waist, and a lovely penis with very little hair anywhere on his body. I handed him a towel saying, "You have about 10 minutes to take a shower before breakfast."

"No problem," Tommie said. "I will be back in no time."

Tommie was back dressed in yesterday's clothes. We sat down for breakfast as Tommie said, "Merna this is really good. I was really hungry. Thanks." 

We finished breakfast quickly and were on the road by 8am with Tommie driving my car again. I wanted to discuss something with Tommie but could not find a way to start. Tommie seemed to sense this, "Merna what is on your mind?"

I thought for a minute finally deciding just to get it out, "Tommie, I like you. I have enjoyed the last 24 hours a lot and I really enjoyed talking to you on the deck last night. The sex this morning and swimming together was great. But I am not ready to make a commitment. As I told you, I was in a 15-year marriage with a man who could not give me emotional support or intimacy. Because of that, I just cannot emotionally commit to anyone now. I need some time. I know you probably don't see me as a possible mate because of our age difference but I do not want to deceive you. I would like for us to be friends and date if you want to, but I am not going to make a commitment any time soon. So if you want to have a good time, I am your girl, if you are looking for a lifetime partner, please don't spend your time on me. Please forgive me if I am being presumptuous."

"Merna, I want to be around you in what ever relationship makes sense for both of us," Tommie started. "I really don't know what is going to happen, all I can know is I would like to be around you in some way. Maybe a real date some time? I am lucky you have any interest in me. In terms of me wanting a commitment, that is just not where I am and I don't feel deceived. I am grateful for yesterday and this morning."

"Good," I said smiling. "Are you going to ask me on a date? After all I have fucked you twice. How many times do I have to put out to get a date with you?" I looked at him and laughed. He laughed also still waiting the road. We were getting close to the office. 

"Let do dinner Saturday night," Tommie said. "You chose the restaurant."

"Where exactly is your condo?" I asked.

We had just turned north on 19th off University. "It is coming up on the left. You will see a refurbish industrial building that was turned into condos. I have 3 bedrooms. Why don't you drop by this afternoon and I will show you around the place? It would be convenient for you. Anyway, there it is."

"I will text you if I can make it this afternoon," I said. "But I need to get home early tonight so it would just be a drop by. I will think about a restaurant for Saturday night."

We were getting close to the parking lot. "Sounds great," Tommie said happily. "We should see each other some time today and firm up our plans. I will be tied up from 10 to 2 and I really need to get to the condo to change clothes."

"Just drop me off at Bound Sisters and park in the lot when you come back," I suggested. 

"If you don't mind, I will do that. Thanks for thinking of it."

I walked in the Bound Sisters building at exactly 9am with the receptionist asking me to go to Bertha's office. When I got there Greta was with her. "Good to see you decided to dress more casually," Bertha said. 

"We have some work for you as an artist but first we wanted to discuss your modeling effort," Greta said. 

I interrupted a little too quickly, "Did I not do well enough?"

"Quite the opposite," Greta said. "We are very pleased. Bertha has something for you."

"We know money is tight for you now so we are paying you for yesterday's work," Bertha said graciously. "Our normal is to pay on the 1st and 15th of the month even for contractors. That will be standard from now on." As Bertha handed me an envelope she smiled saying, "Hope this helps."

I took the envelope, not knowing whether to open it or not. They were both looking at me so I got the message to open it. When I did I was surprised to see a check for $1500. My mouth dropped open not knowing what to say. "You mean you are paying me 1500 for one day's work?"

"You earned it," stated Greta. "Look at the invoice. We did the invoice for you. You got 750 for our standard rate for a day and half as agreed upon. The pictures you took at the Summit with the businessmen brought 400. Tony paid 350 for the release that was very generous. He would really like for you to come by at lunch and help him present the pictures to the 4 guys and discuss a possible further involvement marketing The Summit."

"What!" I cry out. "Really. I just can not believe it."

"Oh it gets better," Bertha said. "Greta got a call from Keene's this morning and they want you to do another day modeling there clothing here in two weeks. Then they want you to come out to Dallas to do a live show. And they want you to have the red cocktail dress and pumps. They were so pleased with the work they wanted you to have something extra."

"What!" I cried again. "This can not be happening."

"Believe it," Greta said. "You would not believe the glowing report we got from Charles and Marsha this morning. They said you were the best first day model they have worked with. What's more you are now their number 1 model to work with saying you are the easiest to work with."

"I just don't know what to say," I responded. "Thank you both for the check, the opportunity and your encouragement. I just don't know how to thank you."

"Well we do," Bertha said. "We would like to represent you. You would remain an independent contractor; not our employee, but we would find other opportunities than working on our projects. When we find work for you we will take a cut of your fee. We will negotiate the rate for you, take care of invoicing and collecting, arrange travel and security. Of course the client pays but we provide the services to you."

"Can I control how much I work?" I asked. "I still want to work on my computer skill as a graphic artist. I mean it is hard for me to believe I am a model at all."

"Merna, you will have a long and successful modeling career if you do a few things," Greta counseled. "Stay healthy, stay in shape, don't smoke, don't do drugs, and most of all don't change. However, to answer your question, within reason the answer is yes."

"We would like an answer Monday of next week on the contract for us to be your agent," Bertha said. "I assume you are in for the work with Keene."

"Yes!" I said. 

"Can you go to The Summit for lunch?" Greta asked. "We will loan you a dress to meet Tony and the 4 guys who bought your photos. If you go do not let them take a picture with you officially. Of course it is a public area so you can not stop them but don't poise with any one."

"Sure I am in for that."

"Do you still want the work we have as a graphic artist?" Greta asked. "My advice is to tell us to find someone else you are going to have all the work you need modeling."

"Ok, I will take your advice," I answered. "I want to work on my computer skills just in case the modeling does not work out. I have a friend that has agreed to help me learn on a flexible schedule. I don't need any more time thinking about the agency agreement. I very much want you to act as my agent."

Bertha and Greta both had a big smile saying, "We are very pleased. Honestly we like you and want you to be successful. With this you also help us be successful. It is a win/win."

"Some weeks it will be everyday and some weeks none, so but you have to be flexible," Bertha explained. 

"Great, let's do the paperwork."

"One more thing," Greta said. Charles and Marsha want you to come by their office at about 4 this afternoon. Here is their card. Call before you go. They have a surprise for you."

"Sure, would love to see Charles and Marsha."

"Come down stairs to the studio when you are ready to get dressed for The Summit," Greta said as she was leaving. 

Bertha and I worked on the agency agreement. She also gave me more detail about what to expect and some of the logistics. I also kept thinking about how Tommie's offer of his spare room might come in handy on the back-to-back modeling days and I really wanted to share my good new with him. I went to the studio about 11 to pick out a dress with Greta. 

"We have packed up the Keene dress for you with the shoes," Greta started. "The bag is one of ours, having our logo, that is now yours also. It is big enough for an overnight trip. Pick a dress from the rack here."

I wanted to wear something a little more casual so I chose blue mid-length sleeveless A-Line dress. "Good choice, these shoes would go well with this dress and be comfortable. Let me fix your hair and face." Greta spent about 15 minutes making final touches. "Mind if I have lunch with you?" 

"That would be great. I would like the company."

Greta laughed saying, "Merna you will not lack company in that group of men. I wish we had a photographer to go with us. We could make a little extra money. Oh I know, one of our computer artists wants to get into photography and she can discuss software with you. Her name is Zelda."

Tony again greeted me with a kiss on the hand. He showed us to our table with Lynn again as our server. Lynn took our drink orders with me ordering a glass of wine and Greta a vodka tonic. Zelda, like Charles, had a glass of ice tea. Tony came over and asked if he could sit. 

"The four guys who purchased the photo with you yesterday would like to have it signed," Tony stated. "Would you mind them coming over for a few minutes and give them an autograph?"

My mind could not wrap around that I was somehow a celebrity. I still thought of myself as an old married woman. In spite of how I felt I said, "Absolutely, no problem at all. I would really like to meet them."

As the first 2 guys came up they introduced themselves and asked if they could sit for a minute. Zelda excused herself and gave them both a place to sit.

"We are lawyers at a Matthews and Matthews Law. We are brothers. Would you sign our pictures?"

"Sure." I answered they handed me a pen. "What would you like it to say?"

"To my favorite lawyers." 

So I signed both pictures saying, "To my favorite lawyer, Love Merna." I was curious about what they would do with the pictures so I asked, "What do you plan to do with the photos?"

"We are going to frame them and put one in the lobby of our firm," one of the lawyers said. "The others will likely go in each office." 

"But why a photo of me?" I asked. I could see Greta did not like this question. 

"Oh we know you are just starting," one of the lawyers answered. "Tony told us when we asked. But we think you will make a name for yourself. You are one of the most beautiful women we have seen here."

"Well gentlemen, I really appreciate the confidence in me."

Both lawyers reached in their pockets bringing out cards saying, "If you ever need legal advice we are your servants. Please remember us."

"I will and so pleased to meet you," I said standing and offering my hand. They both kissed it where I only meant to shake. 

As they were leaving I looked at Greta saying, "I just don't understand this."

"Let us start with the fact that you are beautiful," Greta said. "But you were beautiful 5 weeks ago also. It is that you now have a chance to be in the spotlight. People want to be seen with the beautiful people somehow thinking that will put the spotlight on them."

"I see." The other 2 guys came over as our drinks were coming. Again, Lynn brought me a bottle on the house and Greta her vodka tonic. It went also exactly the same with the two surgeons.

As the surgeons were leaving Zelda came back to sit and Tony came up and asked if he could sit. "Merna, I loved the photos that Charles took. We are going to put several up in the Summit. We are considering a broader marketing campaign to the Country Clubs here in Birmingham and use your likeness. Are you open to that?"

"I have signed on with the Bound Sisters to represent me," I answered. "So work with Greta."

"Excellent," Tony smiled broadly. "You have made a good decision. The Bound Sisters will look after you. Most importantly you can trust them. This is a business that lacks good character but you have found it."

"Well, Tony," started Greta, "I think that is the nicest thing you have ever said to me. But I know you want something. What is it?"

"Greta, my feelings are hurt." Tony said with a laugh. He paused before saying, "But now that you mention it, I notice the camera and hoped Merna would take pictures with a few other of the patrons. What do you think?"

"I think Merna will do that," Greta said smiling and winking at me. I winked back giving her the answer. 

"Good, good!" Tony said. "Merna lunch is always free for you and a friend. You are so good for my business."

We had lunch before taking photos with 6 more of The Summit's patrons. When we got back to the Bound Sisters it was after 2pm and I had not seen Tommie. First I was worried about my keys and second, I really needed to tell someone. I really wanted to talk to Rose but knew she was on a plane. I changed back into my casual clothes and went to the lobby to call LaTonia. 

"It is so good to hear from you," LaTonia said when she answered. "We are in Atlanta on business and running between meeting."

"I am now a model," I said. "Can you believe that?" 

"Actually yes," LaTonia said. "Sounds like we need to catch up on what is happening. We have lots of new also. Can we get together Saturday afternoon? We will drive back home Friday night. It sounds like you have exciting news and I think Jerome and I will have exciting news." LaTonia thought and added, "Think Rose can join us for a just girls happening?"

"I will see her tomorrow," I said. "I hope so."

"Ok, see you Saturday. We still love you Merna."

"Me too." I said sincerely.

As I hung up, I saw Tommie. It was everything I could do not to jump him. He was a sexy man, at least to me. 

"Hi, ma'am," Tommie said. 

"Hi, yourself. Where have you been?"

"I just escorted the celebrity to the airport and made sure he got on the plane successfully," Tommie said. "Can I escort you to your car?"

"First let me get a package," I answered. Tommie and I went to the studio to pick up the Keene dress and the mostly full bottle of Chardonnay and walked to where he had parked my car that morning. Tommie handed me my key as we got to the car. 

"I have so much to tell you," I said to Tommie. "Are you finished for the day?"

"Yes ma'am," he said smiling. I hit him on the arm as hard as I could, knowing he would not feel it. "Want to drop by the condo or let me take you home again?"

"I have to go to Charles and Marsha's for some reason," I informed him. 

"If this is like the session last night, can you take pity on a security guy and include him?"

"It won't be," I assured him. "I want to talk to you and Rose. You first if you are free tonight."

"Want to have dinner at the condo. I can cook."

"That would be great but I am not sure when I will finish at Charles and Marsha's," I said.

"No problem, here is the code to the parking gate and the condo number," Tommie instructed. "I am going to the gym but will be there by 6 and will start dinner. 

"I want to hug you so badly," I said with a frown while extending my hand to shake. "See you in a little. Will text if I see it will be after 7."

We went in separate directions. It was only 3 blocks to Charles and Marsha but I barely made it by 4. Marsha was waiting for me at the front of a building that looked like a warehouse. I gave her a hug. Their names were on a plaque over the door. She punched in a code for the door and we entered. It was an old factory that had a couple of areas refurbished but most of it still needed work. 




Merna's Story Pt. 06



"We are slowly fixing this up as we get money," Marsha stated. "Charles and I live on the second floor and over there is a small studio. One of these days we will have a studio better than the Bound Sisters but it will be a while. Here is the office."

I hugged Charles as we entered. "Merna, so good to see you again. Yesterday was really a good day. Marsha and I took a real liking to you."

"Me too."

"We wanted to do something for you," Marsha said. "So we made you your first book at no charge. Here it is."

It had a beautiful cover. The binding was one that allowed additional photos to be added. They had the headshots first with the Keene jewelry. I had to admit the person in the photo was beautiful. There were 10 pictures in the book including the baby doll and bikini. The baby doll picture had been touched up to keep it PG.

"I just don't know what to say," I said. "Thank you so much. I really think I should pay you. I got a nice check this morning."

"We would not hear of it," Charles said. "We are going to dinner in an hour, do you want to join us."

"Sorry, but I already have a dinner date," I explained. "Let's do it another time. I now have an agreement with the Bound Sisters to represent me, so I hope to be down here often and definitely want a rain check."

"You are having dinner with Tommie aren't you?" Marsha asked. "You could see the sparks fly between the two of you. We should double date some time."

"I think Tommie would like that, you two are fun."

"Deal," Charles said. "Call us. We see Tommie often. He is a great guy and no one messes with you when he is around unless Tommie wants it."

We hugged agreeing that we would get together soon. I dropped by the bank to deposit my check and headed to the car. Drove to Tommie's condo getting there about 6:30. 

I stay over with Tommie

When Tommie opened the door I jumped in his arms. In spite of the fact I am heavy he had no problem carrying me to the couch. I had my tongue down his throat. As soon as he sat me down on the couch, I reached for his belt, unbuckled it, unzipped his pants, and had his penis in the open quickly. I then ripped my jeans off and before I could start sucking his dick, he was between my legs. I was aroused from the day's events having an orgasm as soon as he touched my pussy. I lay back after that to enjoy what he was doing. He took his time getting my pussy completely wet and ready for him. He laid me back on the couch entering me with ease. It felt great, my emotions were peaked and this was such a release to have this sexy man screw me. I had wanted him so badly all day. Tommie was going fast and hard. I knew he could not hold out and I was crazy it felt so good. I think I was making sort of an animal sound. I was bucking against very hard. It was like two animals. Tommie then yell "fuck that is good!" over and over. Then it was over.

He reclined beside me on the couch and cradled my head, kissing me all over my face and neck. After a while I said, "Someone promised dinner."

"Oh shoot," Tommie yelled as he jumped up. "Bathroom is there." So I went to the bathroom as Tommie went to the kitchen. I cleaned myself up and grabbed a tee shirt off the floor. Tommie had not put back on his pants, which was all right with me. I came up behind him but my arms around his waist, grabbing his dick with both hands. 

"Is that a gun in my hand or are you glad to see me?" I said laughing. 

"I am glad to see you but if you don't hand me my pants we will never eat," Tommie said. "Hope you are hungry. Pour yourself a glass of your wine and open me a beer while I get my pants on."

"Don't dress on my account," I said but did as he said while he put on his boxer shorts but that was all. He had kept on a tee shirt during the insane girl sex. 

"We are having salad, green beans and Chicken Parmesan," Tommie informed. "Hope you are that is good for you."

"Sounds great," I said happily. "I am so hunger and eager to tell you about the day."

He could cook. The Chicken Parmesan was very good with my bottle of Chardonnay form The Summit. I could hardly talk fast enough to get out all that had happened. At the end of the meal we cleaned up the kitchen, putting dishes in the dishwasher, then went out to the balcony to finish the last of the wine while Tommie had one more beer. 

It was after 9pm when I realized Tommie had been listening the whole time with me telling my story when he said, "That really sounds good and I am proud of you." 

"I am so sorry, but I just needed someone to tell all this too," I blushed. "My friend, Rose, is out of town on business. She is coming over to the house at 11 tomorrow morning. My other best friend is in Atlanta on business. You are so easy to talk too. I just took advantage of your good nature. I am so sorry!"

"I wanted to hear all about it," Tommie said. "There is one issue we have to discuss however."

"What is that?" I said dumbly.

"Where are you staying tonight?" Tommie demurred. "Surely you are not going to drive home. You have had too much wine to drive and it is almost 10."

"How dumb can I be?" I mused. "I guess I hoped you would invite me to stay. I do need a toothbrush but other than that I won't be any trouble."

"I had hoped you planned to stay here tonight," Tommie said. "I have to work tomorrow and usually go to the gym at 6am. Want to stay over and go to the gym tomorrow morning and then leave when you are ready? No commitment but you can have a key and come over anytime and use the gym. This set up would be very convenient for you and I would like to know you have a place to crash in town. I have a spare bedroom."

"If that is Ok with you, I certainly want to stay over and go to the gym tomorrow morning," I answered. "But I don't have gym clothes."

"We can take care of that," Tommie said smiling. "We know the owners of the gym. The name is 'The Bound Gym'. Guess who owns it?"

"The Bound Sisters," I guessed. 

"Right," Tommie answered. "One of them will likely be there. In fact, they developed this condo building. This used to be an old tire store."

"Who knew?" I exclaimed. "They are amazing."

"They really like you by the way," Tommie declared. 

"Well, I owe them a lot. So you have a spare bed room?"

"I do," Tommie said. "Let me show it to you." He led me to the spare bedroom. It had its own bath. "You are welcome to leave a clothes and toiletries. Here is a key to the condo. Use this any time you want."

"What is the rent?" I asked. I pulled off my tee shirt and was again naked. I stepped back, giving him my sexy hip move. "What do I have to trade for a place to stay?"

He pulled off his tee shirt and pushed me back on the bed and we kissed for several minutes before he reached down and started to rub the hunger mound between my legs. I had such a good feeling making out with Tommie. His touch was magic for me. This was such a leisurely passionate foreplay. Tommie was taking his time now kissing my breast while still slowly moving a finger in and out of my pussy, caressing my clit with each move. He slowly kissed his way down my stomach till he got to my pussy lips. He used his tongue to gently move aside the clitoris hood and lightly tongued the pencil of pleasure while still moving his fingers in and out of my pussy. I reached over and lightly massaged his hard penis. He we kneeling next to my face so his head could work on the clit with his month. He moved both hands under my butt, massaging both cheeks with his mouth still locked on my pussy. 

I was so ready for him to enter me so I begged, "Please put it in." 

Tommie got in the missionary position entering me slowly. His penis felt so good in me. He was moving slowly in and out of my vagina while nibbling on my nipples and massaging the base of my tits. I wrapped my leg around his waist, to give me the deepest access to my vagina. He felt so deep. My mind went into a dream state. I could not tell how long he lasted but it could have lasted forever as far as I am concerned. I awoke from the state, opened my eyes and he let out an animal sound at what seemed like the top of his voice. I had one last orgasm with him. 

We lay there for about 5 minutes catching out breath before saying, "That was absolutely the best sex I have ever had."

"Well we aim to please at this establishment," Tommie said laughing. "Want to sleep with me in the master tonight?"

"I know this seems strange but sleeping with you in your bed feels like a commitment," I said almost sadly. The strange part even to me was that if this were Talladega, I would not think twice about sleeping with Tommie.

"I understand it feels like more of a commitment," Tommie said sadly. 

I got up as Tommie did and gave him a big kiss saying, "Good night, thank you so much for being there for me."

Tommie said as he left, "Will wake you up at 6am to go to the gym."

I cleaned up in the spare bedroom bath, using the toothbrush Tommie had loaned me. I fell asleep almost instantly very contended. 

Tommie takes me to the Bound Gym

Tommie came in at 6am; slapped me on my ass that was facing the door, saying, "Time to go to the gym."

I reached up and pulled him down, giving him a big kiss, "Good morning. Give me 5 minutes." 

Tommie had on jeans and tee shirt carrying his gym bag. So off we went. It was only a couple of blocks to the gym. All the buildings in this area were old repurposed industrials.

On the way Tommie explained, "The Bound Sister wanted to make this a gym for open minded people. Men and women share the same locker room and shower. They have it laid out so that if you want privacy you can. There are accordion screens you can pull in several areas for privacy. The shower is one big communal shower with one accordion screen if you want privacy."

"I love it," I said gleefully. "You know I like to show off. The Bound Sisters have some imagination."

"It really surprises me that I have only seen the screens pulled a few times," Tommie explained. "And only once was it a female. There are as many females as men that use this gym."

"I am not surprised," I said knowingly. "I think without society telling women they should hide their bodies, there would be less shame."

"You are both smart and beautiful," Tommie said hugging me as we opened the door. 

Greta was standing next to the receptionist discussing something when we came in. When she saw us she came up and squeezed us both together. She laughed as she pulled away saying, "I told Bertha you two would get together. Y'all just seemed to be naturals."

"Well, we are having fun," I started correcting her, "but we are not together."

"Ok," Greta said with a knowing grin, "if you say so. Did Tommie explain our policy here?"

"I explained the locker room but had not gotten to the gym," Tommie said. "It was an impromptu stay over. She slept in the spare bedroom so she has no gym clothes. Can you tell her the options?"

"Well clothing is optional," Greta explained, "but most people wear something to cover the naughty bits. Now I know you are not naughty anywhere but most people are not so lucky. We sell a sort of uniform for the Bound Gym. Let's look in the shop for something for you. By the way, you have free membership to the gym and we want you to have several of our outfits."

"That seems too generous but thank you as I know it would do no good to argue."

Greta laughed, "You are catching on." Greta picked up some small bottoms that were barely bigger larger than a bikini bottom and crop top with the Bound Gym name on it. It looked like the outfits from the track and field Summer Olympics. "What about this?"

"Works for me thanks."

So Tommie and I went in the dressing room. I was a little disappointed but it was just Tommie and I in the locker room. The gym did have quite a few people working out. Most had on the Bound Uniform but a few had on imaginative clothing. Tommie wore a small pair of nylon shorts with no shirt. Most of the men were dressed like that. I had to admit it was sexier than any gym I had been in. 

Tommie spent about 20 minutes showing me his weight-conditioning program but I knew I was keeping him from doing his regular program. "Ok, I am going to do the treadmill for about 30 minutes. Will that be enough time to finish?"

"Sure that is good," Tommie said. 

I went to the treadmills, Bertha was on one, and so I picked the one next to her. "Hi, Bertha."

"Hi Merna, so good to see you here. Greta nagged me into buying this gym and I think her only purpose was to get me to lose some weight."

As started the treadmill I said, "That sounds like a good sister."

"I know she is but it is so discouraging," Bertha observed. "I have made a little progress, believe it or not. My goal is to be able to wear one of our uniforms without people gagging. You sure make it look good but then you make everything look good."

"You will get there if you keep working at it."

"Thanks," Bertha exclaimed. "You know we will give you a free membership to the gym."

"Greta took care of it." Bertha and I had small talk until our time was up. 

We both stared as Tommie went through what was one of the most grueling workouts I had seen. His shoulders and back was ribbed. While he had a narrow waist, the muscles in his butt could be seen even through the admittedly small thin shorts. His calf and thigh expanded to what seemed like twice their resting size as he did squats with weights. It was very entertaining and made me think about the fucks I had with him. Unbelievably, I was getting hot again just watching him. 

Tommie walked up and seeing Bertha saying, "Bertha so good to see you. I think you are making some progress."

"You are such a liar," Bertha tried to say angrily but I think she really took it as a genuine complement. 

"No I am not; I think you are making progress."

The three of us went into the locker room where Greta joined us. She must have also worked out as she was wearing the Bound uniform. I was seeing that she was not quite as shapeless as I thought with the business attire. She was tall and skinny but she did have some tits, maybe B's and a tight muscular ass. Arms and legs were very thin. Greta and Bertha had lockers in a VIP area but not blocked off with a screen. Tommie and I could not see them get undressed. 

As Tommie got to the locker he asked, "Want to shower here with the Bound Sisters or back at the condo?"

"I am fine with here," I said smiling with a 'you know what I want grin'. "Don't you think it will be fun?"

"Oh, I think it will be fun either place." Tommie smiled as he tapped my ass. "Ok here."

So we got undressed, carried a towel each to the shower, not bothering to wrap it around us, and got in. There were 6 showerheads in a row. The shower was white subway tile and very clean looking. As we were stepping in we heard Greta say, "Can we join you?"

"Sure, your shower." I said smiling. With both Bound Sister naked it was easier to see that Greta had some shape, not nearly as flat as I thought. Bertha had shape everywhere. I thought maybe she was one of those short, shapely, sexy girls, who had let it go as she aged. If she could just lose 30 pound around her stomach, she would look good. Her skin was very smooth and with some thinning in the face, she might even be pretty. She had a shapely very fleshy ass. 

The Bound Sisters started soaping each other while a couple other guys stepped into the other end of the shower from us. They were very interested in what we were doing. I started soaping Tommie's back, taking my time. He had several scars on his lower back and lower abdomen that I had to ask about sometime. I soaped his butt. It was very tight with a dimple on each side. He had to have a very low body fat level. I reached around to soap up his stomach while letting my hands drift to his penis. The Bound Sisters were now just watching, as were the two guys at the end of the shower. I stroked his erect dick with both hand. My lubed boobs were rubbing up and down his back while I did this. 

I looked over at the Bound Sisters smiled saying, "Think management minds this attention to cleaning?"

"Actually, management only minds that they don't get to help."

"Then help," I said. The Bound Sisters came over and started soaping my ass and back as I stroked Tommie. 

"I can't take much more of this," Tommie moaned. 

"Get some of the body lotion," I told Tommie. "Greta, are you sure this is ok, I want to do something nasty?"

"No problem," Greta stated emphatically, "we are covered legally and I am sure these two guys are enjoying the show." 

They had moved to within a few feet to get a better view with both having their hands on hard dicks. 

As I stepped close to the wall so I could get something to lean against. I was getting to be pro at sex in showers. "Put a big globe in my butt hole, lubricate your dick with the lotion and slowly stick it in."

"Really!" Tommie, Greta and Bertha said very loudly.

"Really."

Tommie did as he was instructed. I bent over slightly to give his access to my lubed asshole, reached behind to make sure it was lined up. "Now slowly move into that nasty ass."

Tommie did as I instructed. As he started entering me slowly I reached to give clit a message, Greta said, "Can I do that? I have been wanting to lick that pussy from the first day in Bertha's office." 

I smiled giving her the answer and thinking I was right. I had guessed she was bi. She knelt in the lotus position in front of me so she could lick and finger my pussy. Bertha was behind Tommie 'cleaning' his ass. One of the guys whispered in Bertha's ear. I heard her say loudly, "Oh yea, I want to try that." I had a feeling she knew the guy. He was older than all of us, short, balding, and a little overweight but not bad. His dick was on the small side but hard as a rock. 

Bertha and her guy duplicated what Tommie and I had done. Bertha squealed as he entered her. "Bertha relax," I instructed realizing this might be her first time. "Fellow, don't move until she get used to the feel. Play with her pussy and that will help her relax." Tommie had stopped while watching this show. Bertha's second admirer had his finger in her pussy and I could tell the pleasure was overcoming the pain. 

It did not take long until Bertha say, "Now, Teddy, move all the way in." She did know him. Teddy moved slowly in until she had taken in his small penis. "Now, Teddy, fuck my ass. It feels so good." With that Teddy was released and he obviously was enjoying fucking her round flabby ass. 

Tommie and Greta were working on me. Greta had my extended clit between her teeth making it difficult to stand because of the intensity of my orgasms. I was watching her also sliding her fingers in and out of her skinny, tight pussy. Tommy was now at full speed bounding my ass hole.

Bertha was moaning with pleasure with Teddy in her butt and the second guys working her pussy and beating his meat. As Tommie was nearing orgasm, I could feel his dick growing to the max, Greta was clearly enjoying sucking and fingering my pussy. 

Bertha's guy was the first to go. Tommie had screwed twice in the last 12 hours so he could last longer. Bertha's guy finished and leaned over rubbing Bertha's pussy for one last orgasm as his dick slowly retracted from her butt. 

"Can I cum in your ass?" Tommie asked.

"Oh yes I want to feel it all day."

That was all Tommie could take. It was not a big ejaculation but he groaned in pleasure. He also did what Bertha guy did, reaching around giving me one last orgasm as his dick retracted from my ass. Greta got up as Tommie get my pussy this last caress. With this session ended we cleaned each other off and hugged each other, dried off, and went to our lockers to get dressed. As Tommie and I were putting our things in our bags the two came up to us and extended their hands saying, "I am Teddy and this is Samuel." This was the guy who did Bertha's ass. "I am the Bound Sisters banker. Samuel also works at the bank. Thanks for the entertainment." 




Merna's Story Pt. 06



Greta and Bertha had slipped up behind them with Bertha saying, "The next negotiation will be different Teddy. I am going to ask for special consideration."

"Bertha, you will get it," Teddy said laughing. "If I had any idea you could let your hair down like this, we may have started earlier. I can't tell you how good that was for me. Anyway we need to get to work. Hope to see you all later!" Teddy and Samuel left.

"Merna, we are going to have work for you Wednesday and Thursday of next week," Greta said. "Keene on Wednesday and this morning I decided you are the right model for the work Thursday. We do a lot of work for companies in California that have eBay stores. Much of there merchandise is really risqué stuff from China. Charles and Marsha will be doing the Thursday work. I was a little worried about whether you would like comfortable with this type work. Now I know this is perfect for you. Of course, we touch up making it PG."

"Merna, there is a lot of work for a full figure models of erotic articles," Bertha giving business advise. "So we should include some of the best photos in your book. With your approval, we will pay Charles and Marsha to update your book. I know he did the first for free as a favor but we will take care of it now."

"That all sounds good to me," I said as Greta and Bertha said good-bye as we all left the gym. 

As we were walking back to the condo, we held hands and truly enjoyed the silence and each other's presence. As Tommie opened the door I asked, "Did you say you had to be at work at 9 this morning?"

"Yes and it is across town." 

"Let me fix you breakfast while you dress," I suggested. "I will clean the kitchen and go shop for some toiletries for the guest bathroom. May also get a couple spare panties and bras to leave here. OK?"

"Sounds good," Tommie said. "I am really hungry; think you can fix us an omelet?"

"Absolutely!" I exclaimed. "Now go get dressed while I take care of things." I put on some coffee and had a large omelet ready for Tommie when he came out wearing the typical black outfit. He was carrying the gun with holster and permit along with the camel color jacket. 

"That looks so good as he sat down for coffee, omelet and toast." Tommie complemented. "Quite a start to the day as he crammed food in his mouth. This is great. Are you eating?"

"Thanks, I am going to have some cereal after you leave," I informed. "We need to get you on your way. Anything you need while I shop? I have to be gone by 10. My friend Rose is supposed to be at my place at 11."

"No, but I want to know you can come and go as you please," Tommie said earnestly.

"That is clear to me," I countered. "It has been such a great day and a half. Can't wait to have a real date. I mean it only takes three screws and one anal for me to say yes to a date."

We both laughed. "I appreciate you are hard to get," Tommie smirked.

Tommie finished quickly, put on his gun in its holster, pinned the permit so it could be seen and slipped into his jacket. As he was leaving I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulled myself up and kissed him long and hard. 

"You are growing on me; you handsome devil," I said. "Saturday you are going to talk about yourself. We have had enough Merna talk."

"You are growing on me also. I will try my best to talk about myself but I am a better listener."

One more kiss and he was gone. I sat on the balcony with my cereal and coffee and considered the last couple of days. I was afraid that Tommie was growing on me more than I wanted to admit. But I also was determined to keep my options open and not get too involved emotionally. After all the fact was I would always be 8 years older than Tommie.

So I finished my breakfast, cleaned up the kitchen, got some toiletries and under things for the condo, and left to go home to meet Rose.



Merna's Story Pt. 07



This is a continuation of the story about Merna.

Merna catches up with Rose

I barely beat Rose home after leaving Tommie's.

"So good to see you again Rose," I exclaimed with glee. 

"You too," Rose said. "Help me get the computer." We went to the car and carried in a computer. It was a Mac Mini, with a monitor and wireless keyboard and mouse. We set it up in the office that used to be Jake's. It did not take long. She showed me that a complete Adobe suite was installed. 

"This is mine but I don't use it any more so it is legal for you," she explained. "What about lunch before I start the lesson."

"Rose I am so sorry but all I have is fixing for sandwiches," I whined. "I just got back and I am so excited to update you on what has happened this week. But I need to hear how it is going with Jeff."

"A sandwich is fine and let's start with you," Rose said with some sadness. "I think it will cheer me up to hear what you have to say."

We had lunch while I filled Rose in on my news. "That is so great," Rose exclaimed. "You deserve this, please take advantage of this opportunity. Can't wait to meet Tommie, he sounds great." 

Rose spent a couple hours showing me how to use the computer and the Adobe software. I decided it was time to stop being selfish and find out what was going on with Rose, "Ok Rose, time to tell me what is going on."

Rose then spent the remainder of the afternoon telling me about her life. She entered Georgia Tech at 17 and received her a PHD in Computer Sciences at 23. She was on the gymnastics team for 3 years. She dropped out of gymnastics when she entered the graduate program, receiving her doctorate specializing in data mining and analysis. She went to work at a software company located in Atlanta, met Jeff when he was doing electrically work in the computer complex of her company. Much to her surprise he asked her out on a date. This was the first date she had with a male. Until Jeff she only had relationships with other females. She thought before Jeff she was gay. They had sex soon after the first date. That is when she knew she was bi but mostly liked sex with men. 

Jeff quickly took advantage of the situation and asked her to marry him. Rose was afraid this was her only chance and married Jeff on a trip to Las Vegas. She was 26 while he was 36. Rose was doing really well at her job. She was getting a name for some of the algorithms she developed for the software firm. Jeff was working for an electrical contractor that focused on computer hosting facilities at the time. 

Jeff's parents died and left him their home place in Helena. Rose admitted it was a beautiful old place along the Cahaba River. Jeff insisted that Rose quit her job so they could move into his parent's house. Rose did. Jeff took a job with an electrical contractor in Birmingham. Rose decided to start a consulting firm over the objections of Jeff.

She had made some good contacts in the 3 years while at the firm in Atlanta. She quickly got a couple of contracts that were still in effect. She applied the data mining algorithms to an automatic trading complex located at Jeff's house. Between the high rates she charged as a consultant and the automatic trading platform, she had made a lot of money while working out of her home. Jeff did not know how much and did not have access to any of the accounts. She had been smart, having a lawyer create a company with her as the sole proprietor. She had never really trusted Jeff nor did she think she ever loved him. 

Rose confided, "The first couple of days that we got back from Talladega Jeff tried to be the husband I wanted. He asked about my work. Encouraged me. But as soon as I told him about the business trip, being gone on the weekend, Jeff turned mean. He demeaned me. Told me I was a boy and I needed to go back to 'servicing' women. He wanted me to cancel my contracts and become a stay at home wife doing his bidding."

"Rose that is horrible," I lamented. "What are you going to do?"

"It is over; I am just trying to figure out how to leave." Rose answered with conviction. "I think I want to talk to a lawyer to make sure he cannot get any intellectual property from my work as a consultant. I think the company protects my assets from him but that is my biggest concern. I am also a little afraid he will be violent."

"I probably should not give an opinion but I am so glad you have decided to get away from him," I commented. "How can I help."

"Actually just listening to me helps," Rose said. "You know he blames you for everything. He says I changed by palling around with you. He may be right. The night and day I spent with you, LaTonia, and Jerome made me realize Jeff was trying to turn me into something I wasn't. I am better than that."

"You absolutely are," I cried. "Rose your story is one of the more amazing I have heard. This is going to be hard but you are barely 31, a PhD, and a terrific person. You will come out of this better."

"Thank you so much for being my friend," Rose said earnestly. We both were crying and hugging. We composed ourselves as Rose asked, "Can you come over tomorrow afternoon? I am thinking of moving out of the house while this is being worked out. I don't want to give Jeff a chance of being violent. We argued as soon as I walked in the house and he pushed me. I was afraid he was going to hit me as I got up. I was quick enough to run from the house until he cooled down. I stayed in the back yard for about an hour and let him cool off. But it scared me."

"Here's what we do," I started. "I will come over after your conference call and help you pack. I will call Jerome and Tommie to see if they can help move your stuff. You said Jeff would be late, right?"

"Jeff won't be home until very late," Rose stated. "He is going out with the guys and told me to be ready to fuck him when he got home. I think he is going to Sammy's again to see those girls."

"Good, I will see if Jerome can loan us a panel truck for you computer systems and create you an office in my basement. Let's take a look and see if that works."

The basement was unfinished but was a large open area that looked out on the backyard and lake. It was a great view.

"This will work great, if you are OK with me being here?" Rose asked. "I am going to pay you and we will have to upgrade the electrical, phone, and Internet connection but I will pay for that and pay you rent."

"I don't want rent and would love for you to stay here as long as you want."

We hugged again and Rose left. 

I called Tommie and Jerome. Jerome would send out a truck and two guys, Sherman and Tiny to help us over the weekend. He also said he would join LaTonia Saturday afternoon to help us finish up. 

Merna goes to Rose's house to help move her out

I spent the morning trying to repeat the lesson in Adobe software that Rose had shown me the day before. I began looking through a book Rose had given me called 'Adobe Creative Suite 6 Design and Web Premium for Dummies'. I got to Rose's at 10am.

Their house and grounds were beautiful. I could see why Jeff wanted to come back here. It was a few acres that had the Cahaba River in the back yard. It was an old home that had been maintained very well. Rose indicated that the only large items she wanted to move was her small office and the computer complex. The computer was in two racks and looked professionally done. She said the electrical work had been done by Jeff and would have to be repeated in my basement.

So we packed clothes, toiletries and essentials in a suitcase. Rose then took some boxes from the attic to pack her office. Tommie arrived with 2 black men about 2pm.

I explained the situation to Tommie and the guys. Tommie introduced Sherman and a very large man named Tiny. They were in a panel truck that had the name of Jerome's business on it. 

Sherman said, "Tiny and I work for Mister Jerome and he instructed us to do whatever you need. I am a PhD student in the Computer Sciences department at UAB so I can help with the computers. Mister Jerome said he was contacting the meanest divorce lawyer he knew."

Sherman was a small black man, not more that 5 feet 4 inches and maybe 140 pounds. He wore his hair short on the side with a 2-inch topknot. He had what look like a gang tattoo on his neck. He had an infectious smile but seemed really shy. 

The lawyer called Rose that afternoon and instructed her to move out, if possible taking everything she wanted and have no more contact with Jeff except with him present.

As we were working on the computer racks, really I just watched, Rose asked Sherman how he came to computers. 

"I had personal problems before Mister Jerome got me on the right track. He helped me get away from a criminal element and into a computer program. I owe a lot to Mister Jerome."

It seemed obvious that was all Sherman wanted to say so Rose did not ask any further personal questions. 

We all worked very hard getting Rose stuff in the truck about 8pm and headed to my house. Rose let a note on the refrigerator that simply said, "I am leaving you. My lawyer will contact you. Don't try finding me."

It was almost 9pm when we got to my house. Tommie said he had to work Saturday so he left. As he was leaving, Rose gave him a big Rose hug and thanked him for this help.

The pizza I ordered arrived just in time for us to eat and settled Tiny and Sherman into my spare bedroom. Rose slept with me. 

Rose gets set up at Merna's house and they entertain the boys

After breakfast, we started moving Rose's stuff into the basement mainly. Tiny was incredible. He could pick up almost anything. That afternoon we were in the process and getting the computer complex set up. Again, I was watching and getting people water. Rose seemed to be very interested in Sherman.

"Can you tell me about yourself?" Rose asked to Sherman. 

Sherman frowned and said, "I was raised by my mother in the projects never knowing my father or even who he was. I got into a gang when I was 12. I was small and did that out of desperation. I served time as a juvenile not completing the 7th grade until Mister Jerome took an interest in me. Actually, he caught me trying to robe his business and gave me the option of staying with him or going back to jail. This time as an adult. He has helped several juveniles from our community. After a lot of effort on his and Miss LaTonia part, I changed my attitude. Miss Rose, Mister Jerome saved my life."

"Sherman, he changed our lives also." 

"Please continue, Sherman," Rose said with great interest.

"They encouraged me to go back to school, first I had to finish high school. Miss Rose, I had to learn to read. It was with the help of a church that I learned in a reading program. More than that I observed how other people lived, learning how to be something other than a hoodlum. Long story short, I worked for Mister Jerome and with a lot of help from them I am now a PhD candidate in Computer Science here at UAB."

"How old are you now?" Rose asked. 

"I am 30," Sherman said. "All I lack is one class and finalizing my dissertation. My specific area of interest is artificial intelligence. Miss Rose, what about you?" Tiny was now standing by me listening to this dialogue. I think they did not even know that we were there. "Tell me about yourself."

"I have a PhD from Georgia Tech," Rose answered. "My primary area was and is data mining and analysis. Howard is my maiden name, so my clients call me Doctor Howard. But you can call me Miss Rose. I am in the process of getting a divorce."

"When I was shutting down your computer system, I thought you were probably mining data in order to automatically trade stocks. Is that true?"

"That is exactly right," Rose answered. "I have taken the work I did in college, evolved it and applied it for that purpose and for other applications for two other clients. I have my own company that I intend to put more effort into now. Are you interested to data mining and analysis?"

"I think there is a lot of overlap between artificial intelligence and data mining," Sherman indicated. "I would very much like to learn from you. There are several companies interested in discussing opportunities. Mister Jerome has kept me doing some work for him just to help me afford school. He pays me for 10 hours a week at $20 per hour and helps with some of the school costs. I have promised to pay him back but I honestly don't think he will ever accept my money. Mister Jerome wants me to be successful but I think he would also like to see me stay in Birmingham. What would you think of me helping you with your business?"

"I will absolutely pay you $200 per week until you finish your dissertation and help pay some of your school expenses if you promise to work for me awhile at a reasonable rate after you get your Doctorate," Rose said enthusiastically. "We can ask Mister Jerome when he gets here. We need to get my systems up and running next week. I am more optimistic about my business now than before. I have been successful with so much going against me and with some help it may really take off."

"Ok you guys let's get this done," I said hating to break this up. 

I heard someone at the door. It was LaTonia and Jerome. LaTonia and Jerome hugged me and asked, "How is it going? How is Rose doing?"

"We are doing good," I answered. "Most of the stuff is placed with Sherman and Rose doing I don't know what but there is equipment all over my basement. Rose looks relieved and glad to be moving on with her life. I don't think she ever really loved Jeff." 

"I really don't think so either," LaTonia stated. 

"Tiny called me earlier," Jerome started, "and said he has seen someone drive by a few times in a pickup. He thought it was Jeff. He saw a gun in a gun rake. So if you are finished with Tiny, he and I are going to talk to Jeff."

"Honey, don't do anything bad," LaTonia said.

"Oh no, we are just going to reason with Jeff."

"I know you know best," LaTonia stated. "But be careful, he may be very angry."

"He will listen to reason," Jerome said. They went down to see what Rose and Sherman were doing. Tiny was still helping them position stuff. I was still amazed at the weight Tiny could lift. 

Rose jumped up on Jerome, wrapping her legs around him and kissed his neck saying, "Thank you so much Mister Jerome."

She hopped down and hugged LaTonia with her small head placed firmly between LaTonia's massive tits and said in a muffled, "Thank you so much."

"Sweetie, what are friends for," LaTonia said. They looked around in amazement. 

"I can not believe this," Jerome mused. "This is the most computer equipment I have ever seen in one place. What on earth are you doing?"

Sherman spoke up saying, "Miss Rose is a genius at information technology. She has asked me to help her if you would give your blessing."

"If Rose wants you to work for her, I would be really happy with that. Rose is that what you want?"

"I believe with Sherman's help we can build up this business to be sometime significant," Rose stated with more confidence than I had heard. "Sherman specialty is exactly what I need to go with what I have built already. I really believe it will work. The worse case for Sherman is he gets good experience."

"Then, I am happy," said Jerome. "I want the best for you both. Can y'all let me borrow Tiny for a little while, he and I have an errand to run."

"Sure, we have things about where we want them," Rose answered. "And I can't tell how much I appreciate Tiny's help. He does not say much but boy can he work." 

Tiny smiled and said in one of deepest voices I have ever heard, "Miss Rose, I know nothing about computers but ask me about Alabama football and I am your man."

"You boys come back soon," LaTonia said. "We are going to have a good surprise for you tonight." LaTonia looked at me, smiled and winked.

"Remember, Alabama football is on tonight, Tiny and I will want to watch it," Jerome said. 

"And you will," LaTonia said. I knew she was up to no good.

After Tiny and Jerome left, LaTonia and I left Sherman and Rose to continue working with the computer and office setup and plan.

"Ok, what are you up to?" I asked. 

"Let's show the boys a good time tonight," LaTonia said. "We will set out snack foods, serve them drinks, while they watch the football game. Of course we will wear uniforms. I knew how you and Rose would like to thank the boys so I took it upon myself to work on uniforms they would like. I think you will like it. And from the looks of it, Rose may have a new conquest in Sherman."

"They hit it off from the first sight of Rose computer setup," I laughed. "Sherman was hooked on her rack. Almost the way Jerome was on your rack."

"Yep it was love at first sight," LaTonia laughed. "Is Rose up to it tonight?"

"I think so but I will make certain." And I was right. Rose was ready to jump Sherman.

We sat up the TV room with trays so they could eat while watching the game. LaTonia had brought steaks, vegetables, snacks, and a lot of beer. LaTonia, Rose and I showered before we put the steaks on. LaTonia showed us our uniforms and I was not disappointed. It was a small white skirt that had a pearl string across the crotch and up the crease of the ass. The skirt did not cover our ass checks for LaTonia and I. It did for Rose. The material barely covered our pussy. With is was a crimson red tank top with spaghetti straps that was very low cut and a big cut out for the arms. The outfit showed all our stomachs and to about 4 inches below our navels. It was clearly meant to reveal a lot of titty and tummy. It had a big Alabama A on the back. 

"We need to reveal our outfits starting the second quarter," LaTonia explained. "Otherwise they won't make it to half time. So let's wear a long Alabama tee shirt over the outfit and time the reveal." The tee shirt did cover to about mid thigh on Rose and I. LaTonia barely covered 4 inches of leg.

Tiny and Jerome came back about 6 with the game starting at 7. They went to shower while we started the steaks. LaTonia pulled Jerome aside to find out what happened with Jeff. Sherman stayed in the kitchen talking to Rose. I had no idea what they were talking about but they seemed to enjoy it. 

While Rose and Sherman talked I asked LaTonia, "How did it go with Jeff?"

"Jerome said that Rose had nothing to worry about," LaTonia started, "Jeff saw the downside to making trouble for Rose and assured us he would stay away from her except when the lawyers were there. Not sure what Jerome said but there is no doubt Jerome can be very persuasive."

As soon as Tiny and Jerome came out of the bath, they watched the pregame. LaTonia served them beers. She made a show of adjusting the TV unnecessarily showing a lot of her ample legs and butt. I am sure Jerome knew something was up but Tiny and Sherman probably did not. 

We brought the steaks and food out just before the game started. LaTonia announced, "Ok guys this is your night. Us girls are going to serve you what ever you want while the game is on and give you a half time show you won't see on TV. Mostly this is our way of saying, 'Thanks for helping Rose'. So enjoy and nothing is off limits."

This really got Tiny and Sherman's attention. 

During the first quarter the game was tense but the girls were even tenser anxious to start our show. The tension was making me very horny. I worried if Tiny was a reference to his member and not a reference to how large he was. Sherman was still nursing his first beer but LaTonia and I had made two trips for beers for Jerome and Tiny. We took the opportunity to show off by bending over more than was necessary to show off our butts. 

Then at the start of the second quarter during a time out we decided it was time to start the show. The three girls went to the kitchen to get more snacks and took off our tee shirts. I looked at LaTonia and Rose and decided they could not be more different but both looked ready to be fucked. We came back into the room during a commercial and stood in front of the TV and did our first cheer.




Merna's Story Pt. 07



We yelled in unison, "One, two, three, four, who do we appreciate."

Rose yelled, "Sherman." She then did a jump split landing on the floor in a full split. It hurt me to watch but she gave Sherman a good view of her pearls.

I yelled, "Tiny." I bent way over and did a shimmy. Tiny seemed to appreciate this.

LaTonia yelled, "Jerome." She did a twirl sort of, making her thin skirt flair up showing the fullness of her massive butt and pearls. 

We finished just as the game started back, so we stood to the side and acted like cheerleaders. We each had pompoms we would raise above our heads which showed off at least the bottom of our tits. We did this each time Alabama did something good and yelled, "Go... Bama." At the commercial we would do a cheer. The guys really could not concentrate on the game and kept glancing over to see what we were doing. We got reactive about ways to flash and the cheers got more and more raunchy and revealing. 

As the half time came, we all were ready for action. We stood in front of them and made a show of taking off the pearls from our crotch. LaTonia had engineered a catch that allowed the string to be easily removed. We each took a guy, Rose with Sherman, LaTonia with Jerome and me Tiny and removed their clothes. 

As I got off Tiny's pants, he was wearing a jock strap. "I get into the game mode by wearing this," Tiny explained. His voice rumbled.

I looked down and even with the strap on it was clear there was nothing tiny about Tiny. He was already hard and the jock strap stood out at least 10 inches. Tiny actually made Jerome less large. He had at least an inch and his chest and arms were larger than Jerome's. I pulled the strap down and gasped. This was the largest penis I could have imagined. 

"I can't believe you are called Tiny."

"Are you afraid?" Tiny said. "Give it a try. You may find you like it."

"Of we are going to try," I said. "Let me see if I can get some of that in my mouth." I knelt in front of him, wrapped both hands around the shaft and barely could get my hands around this monster. I first licked up and down the shaft and if anything it got larger. I managed to fit the tip in my mouth stretching as much as I could. With some effort I got my mouth to the foreskin and slide my hands up and down. 

Tiny reached down, pick me up with no effort and placed me in a chair. He knelt and went to my pussy. It was amazing how delicate he was working on my pussy. His tongue was huge and very flexible. His tongue was as large as Jake's, my ex, penis but felt much better. He could literally encircle my inflamed clit with his tongue and gentle masturbate me. He could make me have orgasm at will. He must have worked on me for 5 minutes, until I was about ready to pass out. He knew it was time.

He moved to enter me. If I was ever going to be able to take him in it was now. Everything was totally relaxed and my pussy was sopping wet. I wanted to take him in. He put the tip at the entrance to my pussy and gently pushed. It must have taken him several minutes to get the tip in. My pussy was stretched like never before. I was surprised it did not hurt. 

"How is that," Tiny said in that rumbled masculine voice. 

"It is wonderful," I cooed. 

Tiny started moving slowly in and out while massaging my tits. It all felt so good. Jerome had LaTonia bent over the couch back fucking her hard from behind. She was looking over and I know mesmerized by the size of Tiny's dick and wondering how I could take it in. 

Tiny continued to patiently push in. I could feel my come running the crack of my ass. I was so wet. He was now half way in and picking up the pace. I think he knew this was as much as I could take without pain. He seemed to be enjoying it and I certainly was. He rocked back and forth. He held out for several minutes but I could feel the orgasm coming. When it did, he started to pull out but I grabbed his ass and pulled him back in as far as I could take.

"It is alright," I said. "We are protected."

Tiny filled me up. He collapsed on me and I hugged him tightly. We were the last to finish. The second half had started but no one seemed to care. 

LaTonia said, "Ok girls let's go get cleaned up and let the guys enjoy the second half."

"Please come back," Sherman said to us but Rose specifically.

"We will," LaTonia said. "There will be a post game show also." All three guys smiled.

We went to the bathroom together. As we started cleaning up LaTonia asked, "How did you take that monster in? That would have been a choir for me but you seemed to like it."

"It was great," I said. "I would not want to take it regularly but once was great. I was really excited and wanted a release. Rose how was it for you."

"Unbelievable," Rose said. "I have to stay cool I know but Sherman may be exactly right for me, he is so smart. And the sex for the first time was unbelievable."

"Do you see it Merna?" LaTonia asked. 

"Yes I do," I said.

"What are you talking about?" Rose said. 

"The aura of someone falling in looo...ve," I said.

"Oh stop it," Rose laughed. "What do we do after the game?" 

"I want to fuck Tiny," LaTonia said. "In fact, I want to see if I can get that thing in my ass. Merna do you have some lube?"

"I sure do," I said. "In fact I would also like to see that."

"Rose, I assume you want another round with Sherman," I said. "Which leaves me Jerome. Good with everyone?"

"Let's make a show of putting Tiny's monster in LaTonia's ass?" Rose said. "Like Merna did with Officer Wilson." 

"Ok good plan," I said. "We will stand to the side until the game ends but flash as we did in the 2nd quarter."

"Done," Rose said. LaTonia smiled. 

"I think we should wear something else for the second half," I declared. "Maybe after game wear."

"Ok, but I did not bring any thing else."

"I think I can come up with something," I started. "Rose and I can wear my stuff but LaTonia will be a challenge."

I decided on a Baby Doll like I wore at Talladega with a micro thong that had a gauzy material that covered my pussy but did not hide it. Rose decided on a fish net tank top that extended to her knees but really hid nothing. For LaTonia we tried several option before deciding on this outfit. It turned me on to dress and undress her. I tied together two scarves to cover most of her massive tits. For the bottoms I took a long fake gold chain and hung some of my dangling ear rings so they would hang over her slit. It obscured her pussy but did not really hide it when she moved. I decided while not fashionable it was very sexy and the guys would love it. With me getting the lube, we were ready. 

As we came into the room, the fourth quarter had started. The guys stood up cheered and whistled as we walked by and took our place to the side of the TV. They could not take their eyes off us. During the commercials, we again flash or make provocative moves. 

Just as the game ended Rose knelt behind LaTonia and licked her ass in a very seductive way. She spread her ass checks and licked her butt hole directly.

As they finished I looked at Tiny and said, "Wouldn't that be great to fuck!"

Jerome looked at LaTonia and smiled giving her a small node saying, "I would like to see that."

"Really," Tiny said to Jerome.

"Really," Jerome said. 

Alabama won and we all jumped up and cheered. 

Tiny said, "I am ready for the post game show" He was clearly excited. His monster was already hard.

I undid the clasp on the chain around LaTonia's hips and let the jewelry drop to the floor. "Jerome do you want to get her ready?"

Jerome took a chair and placed it in the middle of the room so we could all see. I gave Jerome the lube. Sherman and Rose sat together in a chair and I sat next to Tiny. We played with the guy's penis while Jerome worked on LaTonia. She was resting her torso and tits on a chair kneeling on the floor. Her tits were mashed all over the chair bottom. Jerome was knelling behind her, spreading her ass cheeks, licking her ass hole with his tongue while kneading her cheeks. He started sliding his tongue in and out of her ass hole. You could see they were both getting excited. Jerome was hard as a rock. And so was Tiny. I had been playing with this dick with my hand. I looked over and saw that Sherman was mesmerized by the sight of Jerome working on LaTonia's big beautiful ass and Rose playing with his dick. 

"Ok, lube her up Jerome and I will deliver Tiny," I said. Jerome took a large quantity of lube and slides three fingers into LaTonia ass hole. He took more lube and slide in four fingers up to his knuckles. Next time more lube and he managed all fingers plus his thump to his knuckles in and left it there to allowing her sphincter to relax. 

"Ok, let's see if that will do it," Jerome said to me as I led Tiny over to LaTonia bent over ass. I had him kneel down taking his massive dick in both hands. I directed his dick to the entrance of her ass hole. I reached and stuck one finger into her ass to make sure I hit it the first time. I replaced my finger with the tip of Tiny's dick. I grabbed his ass and gently moved him forward. Jerome was standing over us with a massive hard on. The tip squarely centered the ass hole, separated the sphincter and entered his ass more easily than I thought it would. When the foreskin was encircled by LaTonia sphincter, I asked LaTonia, "How is it?"

"Only a little pain but if he slides in and out I can have an orgasm," LaTonia said. I took hold of Tiny's hips and moved him in a little more and pull back a little and back in. I could see LaTonia shutter, knowing that was an orgasm and she would be OK. Jerome saw it too and I knew he needed some release. I took some more lube and rubbed it around Tiny's dick and LaTonia hole. 

"She is all yours big boy," I said to Tiny. "Take it easy at first." 

I grabbed Jerome and sat him on the couch. I straggled him with my butt against his stomach so we could both watch this spectacle of Tiny taking LaTonia's ass. I was so wet Jerome slipped all the way in first pass. I had an immediate orgasm. Tiny was moving a little faster now and LaTonia was taken as much of his dick into her ass as I had in my pussy. She was moaning with her hand working on her clit.

I started bouncing up and down on Jerome's dick. Rose had Sherman in a reverse cowgirl position but with her feet on his knees instead of on the floor like me. They were also watching Tiny take LaTonia's ass.

I moved back and forth as well as up and down. Watching Tiny's huge dick slide in and out of LaTonia anus was an amazing sight. She now had a good 8 inches in her ass, about the length of Jerome but Tiny was bigger around. I thought that was all she could take. It looked to me that Tiny would not last any longer even for a second time around. He started making a primal sound and his orgasm started. So had LaTonia's. I pumped faster and Jerome was coming at about the same time. 

I was spent. Rose was she sitting in Sherman's lap and hugging his neck and kissing him whispering something. I got off Jerome saying, "You need to take care of LaTonia."

I sat on the couch watching him go over and help LaTonia up. He took her in his arms and kissed her for a long time, holding her up. She was so limp, almost like a noodle. He kissed her and told her how much he loved her. I was weepy with the emotion of this scene. Jerome and LaTonia had one of the most giving relationships I had seen. 

Tiny came and sat by me saying, "That is the most tender, generous, loving thing I have ever seen."

I looked at this gentle giant and kissed his neck whispering, "Yes it is, let's hope we both get that lucky enough to find someone like that."

It was 15 minutes before anyone spoke. "Well guys, I think it is time to go," Jerome said. Jerome, LaTonia, Sherman and Tiny dressed and were ready to go. 

Rose hugged each of them all but Sherman and thanked them again. She took Sherman in her arms and gave him a sensuous kiss and said, "You start to work for Doctor Howard Monday."

"I have class in the morning but will be here by 1," Sherman said and kissed her back. 

"Ok guys," I said. "Love you all."

Rose and I had so much adrenaline flowing we sat up and talked till after one in the morning. We both thought this was the start of great times for both of us.



Merna's Story Pt. 08



This is a continuation of the story about Merna. Really need to read story in sequence to understand it.

Rose and Merna start their life together in Merna's house.

The next day, Sunday, I told Merna about the interaction between Jerome and Jeff. She seemed relieved, saying, "You know I was worried about him becoming violent but with Jerome and Tiny involved I now think that is unlikely."

"I think so to." 

Rose disappeared and I decided maybe I should clean house. In few hours she reappeared with a plan to finish out the basement. It had a bathroom, an office area out looking over the back and lake, and a computer room in the dark area of the basement. 

"Rose this will cost a fortune!" I exclaimed. 

"Merna, unless you object we will be here a while," she explained. "By doing this I give you a finished basement and we have a place to work without having to spend more money moving. With this we can grow the business without incurring the expense of renting space. I would rather you benefit from this money than someone else."

"Rose, I am happy to have you here," I explained, "so don't worry about me. I am excited I can help. I do see the logic of your plan so go ahead. It looks like I am going to be traveling anyway, so you have the pain of construction instead of me."

"And I am going to pay you rent."

I decided that there was no reason to argue. Rose was a new Rose. The confidence was great to see.

Over the next few weeks the following happened, Rose settled with Jeff with a simple agreement that left Jeff with the house and a cash payment of $100k from Rose. He gave up all rights to Rose's business and an agreement to never come close to her or named associates. She finished out my basement and had the facilities updated including separate utilities. Rose and Sherman worked all the time. 

Rose and Sherman were really working well together. Rose helped him with final touches on his dissertation. According to Rose he was making big contributions to Rose's business. Rose wanted him to come in and be part of her business. Sherman was getting firm offers contingent on receiving his PhD degree within 6 months. 

Rose's was picking up additional business from both her existing clients. She was traveling 2 or 3 days a week now while Sherman stayed behind to work on software for the client and manage the facility upgrade. They talked all the time. 

During this three months, I was working at least 3 days a week and had lost all interest in Adobe. I also had gone to Dallas for a week modeling and representing Keene. It was a hectic week but went really well. I was making very good money now and making a name for myself. I was so busy I had only seen Tommie a couple of times and could see that was cooling off. We were becoming friends not lovers. Additionally, I had only seen Rose on weekends when she was not traveling. 

Rose starts the next phase of her business

One a Friday night as I was fixing myself dinner, Rose and Sherman came up asking if they could join me. I said sure if you take pot luck. 

"Merna, do you remember Carl from Talladega?" Rose asked. 

"Well sure I do."

"He is the founder and chairman of Peterson Investments. His name is Carl Peterson. The trading platform I started has improved dramatically with the work we, mostly Sherman, have done the last few months. We are making a lot of money with it. We are thinking that we are now in strong enough position to approach Carl with a partnership deal. Our technology married to his investment firm marketing might make a great business opportunity. Anyway, remember the last thing he said to you was come see me and bring Rose? Would do call Carl and see if he would meet with us three?"

"Want to hear something strange?" I asked. "I have a show in Atlanta next week and was thinking of calling Carl to see if he wanted to come to the show. So sure I will."

"Also, Sherman and I have been discussing his position with Howard Technology," Rose said. "He should have the defense of his dissertation later this month and have his doctorate soon after. I want him to come work with me for a percentage of the company. I would hate to lose him." 

Sherman was smiling at this. "Truthfully, Merna, I never thought about leaving. Doctor Howard wants me to have a percent of the business. I just like the fringe benefits."

Rose laughed and punched Sherman on the shoulder. "It is only right that you own a part of the business. Your contribution has been invaluable."

We go to see Carl

I called Carl on Monday morning, leaving him a message. He called back later in the day. I explained that I was doing a show in Atlanta for Keene and wanted to follow up on his invitation while at Talladega to get caught up and bring Rose. Carl was very happy I called and invited us to lunch Thursday. We agreed to lunch at the Hyatt Downtown where the show started in the afternoon. He said he would clear his calendar for Rose and me. 

Toward the end of the call, he agreed to talk to Rose if she would call him back on his mobile phone. I told Rose about the conversation and asked her to called Carl back immediately.

"Hello Rose, I am so happy y'all are coming to see me. I must admit I never expected to hear from you or Merna but I am happy none the less."

"I want to be honest with you," Rose started. "I have an agenda. Merna is doing a show in Atlanta Thursday afternoon and wanted to see you but I have a business reason for seeing you. I am the founder/owner of Howard Technology LLC. My name is Doctor Rose Howard and I think we can help you in your business. It is-"

"Stop Rose. I know your company, I just did not know that you were the founder. In fact, we have been investigating the work your company has done with one of your client. I had one of the geeks in my office explaining to me how your work might work for us. We will need non-disclosure agreements to make this useful and ours is bilateral. So if you can sign it then come prepared to open kimono."

We both laughed until Carl said, "Well in your case you need to wear a kimono to open it."

"Carl, thank you so much," Rose said. "Carl, let's separate personal from business. I will also bring my partner. He is getting his PhD in a few weeks with a specialty in artificial intelligence. His name is Sherman Monsey."

"Look for to seeing you and Merna Thursday."

Rose hung up, looked at me, and started jumping and squealing. I joined in as Sherman rushed upstairs to my office and said, "Is everything alright?"

We told him about the conversation and he jumped up and squealed, mocking us. Rose hit him on the shoulder calling him a 'stinker'. They really did have a good relationship. 

"We need to work on a presentation on how we can help his company," Rose said to Sherman. 

Rose and Sherman spent the next 3 days working on their presentation to Peterson Investment. They already had summary descriptions of the technology that had already been developed as well as a brief description of patents applied for and in the work. I only half understood what Rose was saying but I knew it was important. They were wired all week. Sherman stayed over Wednesday night so he could ride with us to Atlanta Thursday morning. 

They were ready to go and talking a mile a minute all the way to the downtown Hyatt. Rose was dressed in her business clothes and Sherman wore a suit, which was the first time I had seen him dressed up. Really not bad looking guy. They both looked very professional and made a handsome couple. Rose and Sherman were on a different floor from me. Keene had booked the models and support personnel on one floor. 

We met Carl in the lobby. He had booked a private room for the afternoon and had his CIO with him. Rose and I hugged Carl saying he was an old friend. Sherman shook hand with everyone. Carl had taken care of lunch. Most of the lunch was Carl finding out about Sherman and Rose whom I had to say was very impressive. He also told them quite a bit about Peterson Investment. I had a feeling that they already knew what he was telling them. 

At the end of the lunch I said, "I need to go get ready for the show and besides I don't have a clue what they talk about." I asked Carl, "Are you coming to the show tonight?"

"Yes but I am afraid it is likely Sherman, Rose and our CIO will work into the night then start back tomorrow morning."

"Cocktails and snacks are at 6pm," I instructed. "I will not be able to meet you before the show but during the show we mix with the crowd while wearing the show clothes. Most of the people there are rich and influential people so you should know some. Here are 2 tickets if you want to bring someone." 

So I left them to their work. 

My night modeling at the Hyatt

When I got to the gathering area, I found Greta. 

"Hi," I said to Greta. "I was not expecting to see you here."

"I wanted to come but had a conflict with another project," Greta explained. "At the last moment, the project was delayed so I caught a ride over with Bertha. She is headed to New York and flew out of Atlanta. I am hoping to stay with you tonight, if you do not have other company, and will let me ride back with you."

"That is all good," I said. "Really good to see you. I have a friend and guest coming named Carl Peterson. Would you find him and make sure he is treated well?"

"Sure, be glad to," Greta agreed. 

The organizer started giving instructions to the models and the support staff. We spent the afternoon rehearsing and trying on outfits. The show started at 6pm and was to finish at 9pm. There was a small platform that we used to showcase a new outfit but then we were to walk around and mingle with the potential customers. I liked this format as it gave the model a chance to meet cool people, as everyone would be a high roller. 

I had 6 outfits to wear, so every 30 minutes I would change clothes. Keene had several people their and they were very organized. It took then less than 5 minutes to have us changed and on the runway. There were 10 models, so every 3 minutes a new outfit was shown. The models varied in sizes and ages. I was the largest girl there but not the oldest that I found encouraging. There was one girl about the size of Rose. I thought Keene was smart to show this much variety. 

I started the show wearing a very formal full length off white gown with stones all over. The pearl jewelry was stunning. There was a full-length mirror we used just before stepping out and I had to admit it made me look regally luscious. My broad hips showed really well with the cut of the dress. They had obviously matched outfits to models long before today. Before stepping out, we were announced, the dress was described, and then the price announced. Even with the music playing I could hear the applause. We were all to stop and make 2 turns at the end of the walkway.

I saw Carl, Greta, and a younger man sitting at a table some way from the runway, engaged in conversation. Most people were moving around trying to get close to their favorite model and outfit. As I exited, I slowly moved to the trio. They walked as close as they could get and I made my way in their direction. 

"My God, you are beautiful!" Carl said. "And that dress is absolutely stunning on you."

Greta had a really big smile said, "That is our girl."

"This is my son, Henrik," Carl stated. "Henrik, this is Merna."

Carl and Henrik kissed my hand. "Good to meet you," I said to Henrik. I guessed he was about 6 feet 2 inches, lean, handsome, and very Scandinavian looking like Carl. I would guess he was about 40 years old. 

"I would know you anywhere," Henrik said. "Dad has described you almost but you are more stunning that even Dad described."

"Well he met me under very different circumstances."

"She can not take too much time with any particular customer," Greta stated. "So don't be insulted if she only spends a few minutes here. She also cannot drink during the event. However she is free after the event at 9."

"Then Merna and Greta, let us take you beautiful ladies for a night cap," Carl said. 

"That sounds good to me," I said. "These things make my adrenaline flow and it takes me a couple of hours to calm down. So spending a couple hours with 2 handsome men sounds great."

So the date was made. I had a lot of people wanting to see this dress. It seemed like I could barely move because of the crush. One of the organizers helped the girls get back to the dressing room on time and it was a good thing they did. 

The next three dresses were nothing exceptional but nonetheless popular. But dress 5 was a black cocktail dress, very short, and showed a lot of cleavage. It came with really large black glass necklace and dangling earrings. The necklace sat on my ample cleavage just begging people to look. There was no bra but there were a matching pair of panties in the boy short style. I was sure anyone sitting by the stage would see the panties, which was probably the idea. I could barely get to the bottom of the steps because of all the people wanting to get close. For this round, each of the models had a revealing cocktail dress, hence an escort helped separate the crowd for each. There were people taking order throughout the hall. They were now very busy. 

The girl who was Rose's size had gone in front of me. Her cocktail dress was long sleeve layered white chiffon that started with a high collar at the neck and flared to just below the crotch. The panties were similar to mine but white. There was no back to the dress between the collar and the top of the panties. You could just see the start of the butt crack. I thought it was really sexy. Carl and Henrik were trying to get to me. 

When they got to me Carl asked, "How you do like this outfit?"

"I think it is very sexy. What do you think?"

"I think you are very sexy," said Henrik. 

"Do you think Rose would like to have the dress of the girl in front of you?" Carl asked. 

"Rose would look terrific in that dress," I said. "Are you thinking about buying it for Rose?"

"We are thinking of buying the one you are wearing for you and that one for Rose," Carl answered.

"Please don't buy me anything," I started. "They usually give us one at each show. But I think Rose would like that you thought of her. She would look great in it and has nothing like it."

"Are you sure we can not get you anything?" Carl pleaded. 

"No, just a drink."

My escort struggled to get me to the changing area this round. Each of the models for the last round was wearing lingerie. Mine was a red leather bustier that pushed my amble bosoms to my neck. It did cover the areola but not much more than that. The panties were also red leather that had garter straps front and back. They were modest but did show off the cease between my butt cheeks and legs. The stockings were fishnets. This time the custom jewelry was red glass. My reddish hair with this outfit was allowed to flow free.

This time I was mobbed. The escort struggled to get me through the crowd. We were again allowed 30 minutes to mingle. When I got back to the dressing area, it was like a mad house. Greta was there and helped me undress and get into my clothes. I had worn a pair of designer jeans and rind stone studded knit top. 

Carl and Henrik had waited for Greta and I at their table. "Would you like to go to the penthouse suite for that drink or try the bar?"

I looked at Greta and we both agreed, "Penthouse."

The penthouse suite was huge. It had a fully stocked bar, a large living room, two bedrooms with baths, and a balcony that looked out over downtown. It was on the 33rd floor. It was a lovely night so we took our drinks to the balcony. There were two small couches. Henrik and I sat in one while Carl and Greta in the other. Greta was not pretty but she still could attach a man, especially one 15 years older than herself. As I described earlier she was tall and lean much like Carl. 

We settled in for drinks and conversation. Most of the talk was about the show. Greta indicated it was a big success. Carl and Henrik would not stop complementing me on how beautiful I looked in the first white dress and sexy in the cocktail dress and the bustier. 

"Ok you guys you need to give it a rest," Greta said smiling. "She is going to be impossible to live with if you keep this up."

I went in to get my second glass of wine and decided to spice things up a little. I stripped to my bra and panties and went back out to sit by Henrik. "Thought I would get comfortable. Hope no one minds."

"Not at all as long as we can join you," Carl said looking at Greta. 

Greta got up and took off her dress only she was wearing a very small bra and no panties. "Hope you don't mind me getting very comfortable. I didn't want panty lines."

Carl and Henrik stripped to their boxer shorts. The conversation started getting very personal then each asking questions about our lives and the things we liked and did. It came out that both Greta and I were exhibitionists. Greta told them about the Bound Gym and its policy. She did keep our shower tryst to herself.

I was getting so turned on, as I knew they were also. "Anyone want another drink?" I asked. "I am having my last glass of wine."

They all did, so Greta came in to help me. As we headed back I removed my bra and panties. When Greta saw that she removed her bra. So I served Henrik as Greta served Carl naked. The guys got the hint and they also removed their boxers. They both had long lean bodies from top to bottom. Their dicks were also long, lean and hard by now. Their hair was very light in color even the pubic hair. The talk was at an end; I sipped my wine while playing with Henrik's hard penis. Greta was doing the same. Henrik was toying with my tits while sipping his vodka tonic. They both drank the same drink. 

It then got serious as we all sat aside our drinks. Henrik knelt in front of me and spread my legs. He came down on me with a passion. I was very wet now. The shows where I show a little skin makes me wet anyway but talking to these intelligent successful men really spurred me on. He felt so good down there manipulating my slit and clit. Carl was doing almost a mirror image to Greta. I was beginning to have small tremors. I was ready now.

"Henrik, please stick that beautiful penis in my wet hole," I said loudly enough for Greta and Carl to hear. Henrik obliged. I wrapped my legs around his middle as he knelt on a cushion from the couch. He was playing with my nipples while pumping me like a piston in an engine. I looked over and Carl was doing the same to Greta. She was clearly enjoying being screwed by this very successful nice looking old gent. I reached up and pinched his nipples as he did mine. I was having some very nice orgasms. Henrik let go a loud guttural sound as he ejaculated in my pussy. We finished and watched Carl finishing Greta. Her head was thrown back and making some strange sounds. Carl let his load go inside Greta. She reached out and hugged Carl to her. 

"That was great, Carl," Greta said. 

"I certainly enjoyed it," Carl said.

"So did we!" Henrik and I said. 

"Let me go get a towel," Carl said as he hopped up and went inside.

"I am getting cold," I started, "and not ready to call it a night. Mind if we go inside."

"Yea, let's go in," Greta said. The three us went in as Carl was coming out of the bath with a couple of towels. He was wiping himself, and then handed a towel to Greta and I. I spread it on a big chair and sat on it. I did not want to be clean. I folded my legs under me. Greta did the same with her towel except on the couch with Carl. Henrik had to go to the bathroom. 

I sipped on my wine trying to decide how to end the evening. We were all talking at once about what a good day it had been. Henrik came out of the bath and sat on the arm of the chair. Greta had started back almost without knowing it rubbing on Carl's penis. I knew Henrik would be hard in a few minutes but I was not so sure about Carl. I wanted to screw again before I left. 




Merna's Story Pt. 08



"Greta, would you like another round?" I asked.

"Sure," Greta said. 

"I would like to thank Carl for giving Rose a chance at his business," I started. "Mind if we swap?"

"Not if Henrik is OK with that," Greta said, "Henrik mind taking me on for number two?"

"Nothing like variety," Henrik answered. 

"Be back in a second," I said. "I need something from the bathroom." I got two bottles of body lotion giving one to Greta. I had Carl sit in the chair, put our drinks on the table next to us then straddles him with my legs wedged between Carl and the arms of the chair. I was sitting with his penis between my legs now. We sipped our drinks and talked mostly about my adventure at Talladega. I could tell that Carl was beginning to respond. I took some of the lotion and started rubbing his penis. 

I looked over to see how Greta was doing and Henrik was hard already. He had Greta bent over the arm of the couch putting lotion over her ass. Her pussy and butt hole was completely exposed. He then started licking from her clit to her ass hole. He was lavishing her butt with his tongue. 

Carl's dick was now growing. I took my lotion spread it over my big butt and put plenty in my ass hole. Then I moved so that his penis was being clapped between my butt cheeks. I slowly moved up and down, messaging his penis between my ample cheeks. I took my hands and put a nipple in his mouth to taste. 

"I am so thankful to you for giving Rose a chance," I said. I did not stop messaging his dick with my ass cheeks. 

"No problem," he mumbled between nibbles of my tits that were hard now. 

"Do you think she will get your business?" I asked as I spread lotion on my tits and took his hands placing them on each tit. I could feel his dick hard between my cheeks now. I kissed him before he answered.

"Are you trying to influence me?" Carl said smiling and looking me in the eye.

"No," I said. "I know you are a tough business man that will make a business decision."

"I don't think Rose and Sherman need any help," Carl said. "They have built up quite a portfolio of technology in a short time."

I then took both tits and buried his head between my tits. I looked over and saw that Henrik had Greta bent over the back of the couch and he was standing with his dick buried all the way in her ass hole. He was banging away hard while she moaned with pleasure. She had both hands between her legs messaging her clit.

As I rubbed my tits over the sides of Carl's face, I took some more lotion and applied more to my butt hole. As I let him up to breath, I lined up his hard manhood with my anus. I was very slippery, so it slipped all the way with ease. I let it stay there because it felt so good.

"How does that feel," I asked Carl. 

"It is tight and feels great," Carl said.

"What can I do for you?" Carl asked. 

"Put a hand on each butt cheek and move me how you want," I said. Carl grabbed both cheeks and moved me back and forth slowly. I again put my tit close to his mouth so he could taste the big soft mounds. I put both hands between my legs. One pulled the clit hood up while the other toy with my swollen clit. Carl moved me a little faster now. 

We started to hear Henrik's balls and groan slapping on Greta moist butt. It was a rapid slap, slap, slap...

I decided it was time to milk his dick with my fleshy ass. He let go when he realized I was taking over. I stroked him by clinking the ass muscle as I lifted then relaxed everything on the way down. Carl was messaging my tits now. Between his work on my tits and my hands working on my clit, I was having orgasms. I could feel Carl's through my pussy as his dick sank all the way in my ass. 

Greta was moaning very loudly as Henrik let out another guttural sound as he obviously released the tension in his groan. I picked up the pace of my up and down stroke as I sensed Carl was ready for the number two orgasm in the last two hours. Impressive for someone I knew had to be 60. As Carl released, I put a little more pressure on my clit, so that I could experience one last orgasm. 

I stayed seated on Carl while his dick softened in my butt. He kissed me on the shoulder and neck as I was coming down off this high. We sat quietly for a few minutes as Greta and Henrik snuggled. 

"I know I am getting heavy," I said, "I will let you up."

Greta was now moving. Still no one wanted to put on clothes or clean up from the mess we had made on each other. I looked at the clock seeing it was now almost 1. It is time for me to go. I need to get some sleep.

"Don't you want to sleep here tonight?" Carl said. 

"No, I think I need to go back to my room," I said. 

"What about you Greta?" Henrik asked. 

"I probably need to stay with Merna," Greta answered. "I am riding with her tomorrow."

"Well," Carl said, "Henrik and I have had a ball." He stood up and hugged us both as he wrapped the towel around him. Henrik stood and hugged us both also while wrapping himself in a towel. 

I looked for my clothes and did not see them. Greta did the same. "Where are my clothes?" I asked.

"Mine too?" Greta said.

"Sure you don't want to stay?" Carl asked.

I realized what was happening. I knew that Carl knew I liked being forced to show off. I saw my purse that had my key card in it.

"Let's go Greta," I said. I gave Carl smirk letting him know that I was game. 

Greta caught on also and said, "After you."

"Oh here are some panties," Henrik said. "Want them."

I looked at Greta and she smiled. "I think we are good dressed like this," Greta said. So we proudly walked to our room nude and still wet from 2 rounds of cum. We did keep our faces covered so the cameras could not see our face. We got to the room closed the door and laughed. It was late but we both agreed that it was a night to remember. I had a king bed, so we both washed our faces and went to bed nude. Slept like babies.



Merna's Story Pt. 09



This is a continuation of the story about Merna. Really need to read first 8 parts to understand story.

I get an offer from Keene

Greta and I were awakened by a knock on the door at 9am. Greta wrapped a towel around herself and I sat up in bed. She opened the door and let a hotel employee in with several packages. He laid them on the table and handed Greta a letter. Greta and I opened the package for each of us. They were the clothes from last night and a beautiful box. We each opened our box. It was the pearl jewelry from the first outfit I wore at the show. 

Greta opened the letter and read to me, "Thanks for the great day. Henrik and I had a great time with you two girls. Please accept this gift as a token of our friendship. We wanted to buy you dresses but realize you get those all the time but I don't think they give you these. Please accept these gifts.

Merna, Rose and Sherman are very impressive and I think we can do business. It will happen if it good for us all. Oh yea, here are your clothes. Hope you enjoyed your trip back to your room. We thought you would."

"What do you think?" I asked Greta. 

"Well, I knew they wanted to buy you something," Greta said, "And I know they bought Rose the cocktail dress of the small model. I had no idea they would buy me anything much less both of us something like this. These sets are about $10,000 each."

"My God, that is too much," I exclaimed loudly. "We need to give them back, don't we?"

"I am afraid it would insult them," Greta said. "I think we have to keep their gifts."

"It sounded to me like you and Henrik hit it off," I said smiling.

"He really banged my ass," Greta said. "It felt so incredible to have him slam away at my butt like that."

"You know Carl was really good also, especially for an older guy."

"It was amazing, the whole day," Greta said. 

"Let's go have some breakfast and hit the road," I said. 

"I need to get by the office this afternoon," Greta said. "Didn't your friend ride with you?"

"Let me check my phone," I said. "She texted me late last night. She and Sherman are working most of the night and meeting most of the today. Carl is having them driven back to Birmingham when they are ready."

We took a shower, taking it together to save time, dressed for the first time in 12 hours, packed, and went to breakfast.

It was 10 so the dining room was almost empty. We were both very hungry and ordered a large breakfast each. We were both in a hurry so it did not take long for us to finish. Just as we were paying the organizer from Keene came up asking if he could join us. His name was Brad Pierce. He was carrying a briefcase and looked ready to work. 

"Please do," Greta said. I decided to let Greta take the lead. I was afraid he was there to say he would never use me again. The check came as he was sitting.

Before either of us could reach for it he said, "Please put this on my tab."

He looked at us and smiled saying, "I had an interesting call from security this morning. Apparently 2 girls got off the elevator on our floor, nude, arms linked and skipped down the hall. He could only see their backs. He did not see their face or whether they actually stayed on our floor. Isn't that interesting?"

"It really is," Greta said, "Girls just want to have fun." 

Mr. Pierce looked at us both laughed hardily and said, "I only regret I missed that party. It was probably more fun than I had. I had him erase the recording."

Both Greta and I just gave him our best 'we are innocent smiles' we could muster. 

"Merna, you did a really great job for us last night," Mr. Pierce said. "We are so pleased with all the work you have done for us so far. You seem to have it. Greta you know what I mean. You can not define it but it exists."

"I know exactly what you mean, Mr. Pierce," Greta said. "She actually interviewed with us to do graphic art work. My sister recognized her potential."

"Yesterday, we had 7 traditional models, you know the size 2 tall thin and three non-traditional models," Mr. Pierce started. "The three were you Merna, our full figure model, an older model, and a very small short model. The three non-traditional got our highest marks. It seems people could relate to you. I wasn't surprised at your popularity; I have seen you work after all. Merna, I want you to know that Keene appreciates your work ethic and attitude."

"Well thank you," I said blushing. Greta was trying not to smile.

"We want to use the non-traditional models more, and in particular we want you," Mr. Pierce said. "We want to offer you a retainer for the year, with a signing bonus, and a sum for doing Keene exclusively in our high end market. We know you will need to do other work but we would like Keene to be your only high-end department store client. I have a letter of intent that outlines what we would like as terms."

He reached in his briefcase, handing Greta a one-page letter. Greta moved where I could read it. I was stunned, doing my best to show no reaction. The terms were a $40k retainer, $30k for being exclusive, and a $5k signing bonus. 

"The hard part is describing what the retainer covers," Mr. Pierce continued. "We are expecting 12 sessions like the first you did for us, 4 shows like this, and one trip to Dallas to do a few days taking photos and doing promotions in our main store. During this visit we will also do some work on our Christmas catalog. As you both know that is big for us."

"I think we can work out that language," Greta said. "When someone is willing to do this kind of deal, we are going to be very flexible. I don't want either of us to take advantage of Merna's good nature. I really think that is what you are buying, so let's both respect that. I have to say, usually I will always negotiate numbers but I don't see any need for that. Merna, what do you think?"

"I think you know better than I what my value is in the market," I said. "I trust you Greta."

Greta looked at Mr. Pierce and said, "That is really what you are buying. Merna is beautiful but there are lots of beautiful full figured girls. But few have Merna's attitude, work ethic, and charisma."

"You are absolutely right," Mr. Pierce said. "I used those words exactly with our CEO. He consulted on this and the small model we used yesterday. She has agreed to a contract something like this, so you will be seeing her when you come to Dallas."

"Good, I liked her," I said. "She looked great in that cocktail dress."

"That was our most sold dress yesterday," Mr. Pierce said. "The gown you wore at the start of the show was the biggest revenue achiever and the one selected as the best in show. We also sold a large number of the Pearl Jewelry set you wore. People usually don't focus on jewelry in our shows. But I think your anatomy causes people to focus on your chest and hence necklaces. We have decided that you will do a lot of our jewelry modeling for the Christmas Catalog. In the first session done in Birmingham, I thought the head shots with that necklace were stunning."

"Mr. Pierce we accept this offer contingent on getting the details work out," Greta said. "Keene has always been a valued client to us and this just makes it more so. You have my numbers, call be if there are ever any issues with our work. I have no doubt that you will be pleased with Merna effort."

"I will get you the contract next week," Mr. Pierce said. "Think about how to word the work we want for the retainer. If you can get that to me by Tuesday, we will have the contract back to you before the end of the week. It is not long until we will want Merna back in Dallas."

Mr. Pierce stood and extended his hand to me, "Merna, we appreciate your work. Thank you."

"My honor," I said. 

"Let get this worked out next week," he said to Greta.

"Absolutely."

He was walking away, turned and said, "I would have really liked to be included in a party like that you two girls attended last night."

As he walked out Greta reached out and gave me a big hug saying, "Congratulations, you earned it. Let's get checked out. Want to see if Carl is still in the Penthouse Suite to thank him for our gifts?"

"Yep let's do it."

We knocked on the penthouse door. Someone we did not know answered and we asked to see Carl. The person told us he was in a meeting. 

"Please tell him Greta and Merna want to see him," Greta requested. 

Carl and Henrik came to the door and closed it behind them. "Sorry, we would ask you in but we have a lot to do before the end of the day," Carl said.

"Really sorry to bother you," Greta started, "but we could not leave without seeing you again to say thanks for the gifts. But please don't do that again. Merna and I are just glad to know you, we don't need gifts."

"It was nothing," Carl countered. "We just wanted you to know how much we enjoyed the day yesterday and spending a little money just seemed appropriate to us."

"Thank you," Greta continued. "Merna and I will wear the necklaces with pride. Maybe we can find an occasion to show them to you and Henrik."

"You are killing me," said Henrik. "I wish we could see them now but we have to get this done."

"I want this for Rose and Sherman," I agreed. "So let us leave you to it. I know if it is right it will happen."

"Exactly," Carl agreed. "Did you girls make it back to the room ok?"

"We did," I answered. "Greta and I hate you for that." I laughed so they knew I was kidding.

"We know you loved it," said Henrik laughing.

I pulled him down so I could kiss him on the cheek, and then did the same with Carl. Greta duplicated the gesture. "We are going to get together again guys," Greta professed.

"You can count on it," Henrik said. 

With that we left and drove back to Birmingham where I dropped off Greta at the office. "Come in Monday afternoon so we can discuss the Keene deal," Greta instructed. "I don't have any work for you as of now but you probably could use a week off. We do need to discuss how much you want other than Keene."

"See you Monday." I got home after 5 had dinner and relaxed for the rest of the night. I did get a text from Rose saying she and Sherman were staying over night at the Penthouse suite. She said it was really going well and thought the details of a deal could be worked out tonight. 

Rose and Sherman have good news about partnership with Carl

Sherman and Rose made it home Saturday afternoon. Carl's limo driver helped bring in their stuff. He asked if there was anything else he could do for them. 

It was everything I could do to wait until they got settled to find out what happened. 

"Let's grab a glass of wine," I said, "and come on the deck. I am dying to hear what happen."

Rose came out to join me with a glass of wine, Sherman had some iced tea. 

"Well?" I asked.

"We have a deal almost," Rose started. "I need to get my lawyer to review the documents but all the terms have been agreed to. In summary, we are going to establish a new company yet to be named. Howard Technology will license a right to use software and technology we have developed to the new company. Howard Technology will retain all IP rights and patents. Howard Technology will transfer over the trading platform we have developed and also agree to not provide services or technology to any other investment firm. Howard Technology will no longer have a trading platform except to test. Howard Technology will continue to work in other industries. So the exclusion is only to the investment industry."

"The really key issue for us was to retain all IP rights," said Sherman. "It took some wrangling but that was achieved. We also retain our existing clients as there is no conflict." 

"For the new company 60% will be owned by Peterson Investment and 40% to Howard Technology," Rose continued. "Henrik, Carl's son, will be president and CEO of the new company. Did you meet Henrik yesterday?"

"Yes." It was all I could do to not tell Rose he was a great lay.

"What did you think?" Sherman asked.

"I liked him," I answered. "He is a lot like Carl." And in so many ways I could not tell Sherman but would Rose later.

"Henrik is moving to Birmingham," Rose continued. "This is where the new company will be located. Turns out they have wanted to collocate operations anyway. We will provide consulting to the new company. Sherman and I will do that as part of the deal but will get consulting rates for other Howard Technology employees. Howard Technology will be paid $200k for the right to use license and another $300k over time from revenues for the exclusivity in the agreement. Peterson Investment will cover all start up costs of the new venture."

"The $200k will give us the opportunity to hire some new developers and expand our reach," Sherman added. 

"I think I understood some of that," I said quizzically. "Was there anything you did not get you wanted?"

Rose and Sherman looked at each other saying together, "No!" 

Rose continued, "Carl came in that room Friday wanting a deal. We had spent most of the night working through some technical questions the CTO had but by the time he arrived, we had satisfied the CTO that we knew how to solve all the issue technically. So starting Friday afternoon, it was only a matter of the business issues. Sherman and I barely got to 3 hours sleep Thursday night and did not finish with Carl and Henrik until late last night. We slept in the Penthouse suite last night. Carl and Henrik went home for the night around 10pm."

"So does that mean Sherman is going to be an employee of Howard Technology?" I asked. 

Rose looked at Sherman and smiled. "No. He will become an owner. We have agreed that upon signing the agreement with Peterson Investment, Sherman will get 15% and Merna will get 5% of Howard Technology."

"What me, why?"

"Because we don't think it would have happened without you," Rose said with a tear in her eye. "I might not have been able to function after the break with Jeff without you or Sherman. So I want you both to own part of the business."

"I don't know what to say Rose."

"Sherman's agreement will allow him more ownership over time."

"I am floored," I said. "I assume you will open an office and vacant my basement?"

"Yes, we will but we want to pay to finish the basement the way you wish," Rose said. 

"But you paid rent," I countered. 

"Not enough compared to the benefit we received."

"I do want to continue living here for a while," Rose said. "If you can put up with me a little longer."

"Absolutely, it will be a sad day when you decide to leave."

"Here is to a successful business venture," I toasted. "Now let me tell you what happened to me." 

So I updated them on my deal with Keene. They were very happy for me. 

The business success is celebrated 

Move forward 6 months and the following had happened. Rose and Sherman made the deal with Peterson Investment. Henrik moved to Birmingham to be President and CEO of PH Trading Company. Howard Technology hired 3 additional programmers and shared the facility with PH Trading Company. Rose also hired a Financial Manager named Alison from a local big bank. She had a master degree in accounting and finance from University of Alabama. Alison became CFO of Howard Technology with responsibility for finances and personnel management. Sherman and Rose worked all the time for those 6 months.

Rose paid to have my basement finished as a Girl Cave and gym. We both enjoyed it when Rose had time. 

Carl and Greta were dating occasionally, even though they were an odd pair. I went out with Henrik and Tommie until I introduced Alison to Tommie. They were about the same age and Alison was absolutely gorgeous. 

My modeling career was going very well. The week in Dallas went very well. I was getting all the work I could handle between Keene and some smaller client Keene approved of. I had done some work for LaTonia. Jerome and LaTonia were also very busy so we had not had much fun time.

The revenue was poring into Howard Technology from the revenue generated by PH Trading Company. With the first quarter of revenue from the PH Trading Company, Carl was very pleased so he decided to throw a party for all involved. He asked Greta to plan it for him. 

Greta and he were dating as much as possible for 2 successful business people in 2 different towns. Greta found out that he and his wife were married for 30 years before she died. They were swingers and did not make much of a secret of it. Carl and Henrik were devastated by their lose. Henrik and his wife divorced soon after his mother died. Henrik said he wanted to have the same kind of relationship as Carl and his wife but it just did not work for them. Greta was open to almost anything so they got along. 

Greta worked up the following itinerary, there would be a formal dinner served at an upscale restaurant close to Bound Gym. The second part of the evening was to move to Bound Gym and be what she described as a Roman style orgy. Of course Alison was worried about inviting employees to this part of the party. She talked to the 3 new hires and made sure they knew they did not have to attend this portion but if they did it required a release. 

May, the female black programmer Rose had met while at Georgia Tech wanted to come and bring her husband. She was average size and very cute. Really was personable for a geek. One of the male programmer opted out of orgy and the other signed without problem and seemed excited about the whole thing. Sam, the CIO of Peterson Technology, who worked a lot with Rose and Sherman, was also attending the whole event. 

A memo went out to the attendees saying that during the Roman Orgy portion of the evening there would be a talent competition, a wet toga competition, and an event described as any things goes to end the evening. It sounded great to an exhibitionist like me. 

So the day came for the event. Rose dressed in the white cocktail dress Carl bought for her. She looked really sexy in this outfit. Of course she did not need nor want a bra. I dressed in the black cocktail dress Keene gave me from the show in Atlanta plus the Pearls Carl had bought for me. Rose and I were both excited to show Carl his purchases. Sherman rented a tux and looked very handsome.

Henrik came with a limo to pick us up at 5pm. Henrik also wore a tux and he always looked handsome. The man never gained a pound or had a hair out of place. He had good genes. When Henrik came in to get us he said, "I must have died and gone to heaven. You two are the most beautiful creatures I have seen. Don't you think Sherman?"

"I have said the same thing several times but I will say again I agree. They are both visions and together they are magical."

"Let go," said Henrik. "The limo driver is Earl. He will be with us all night."

We all arrived on time for cocktails in the bar. Carl was there with Greta. Greta was wearing a more formal dress than Rose and I. She was wearing the Pearls Carl had bought her at the Atlanta show. Bertha was there as a solo. She was dressed to attract. Lots of cleavage, helped with a push up and in bra, in a short black sequined evening dress. It barely covered her ample ass. Her legs were far shapelier than when I saw her fucked in the ass in the Bound Gym shower. There with Carl were the CIO, Bob, and his wife, Hannah. They were middle-aged white-collar couple. She was not pretty but elegant with a full figure. Not quite as large up top as me but plenty hippy. She was a few inches shorter than me. I would guess slim when younger but filled out, as she got older. 

Alison was with Tommie. I hugged Tommie and Alison as they came into the bar. I liked them together and I had a feeling Alison would share. I thought Alison was a lot like me except 10 years younger. Alison was wearing a very similar outfit to Bertha except she did not have as much overflowing. May and her husband, LJ, arrived. He was a black stud. Looked a lot like LL Cool J. May was wearing a red evening dress with white gloves. Tommie and LJ were also wearing a tux. Rose's two male programmers were solo. Both were very geeky and young. The one staying for the Roman Orgy was tall, ungainly, and very thin. His name was Ernie.




Merna's Story Pt. 09



We all had cocktails and made small talk before being seated for dinner. It was a very elegant dinner with first class service. The wine flowed. Carl, Henrik, Rose, and Sherman all gave short speeches, mostly thanking everyone for their hard work. Rose particularly commented on the sacrifice made by people's family and noted that the owner wanted them to know how much tit was appreciated. Sherman focused on the vision for the future. All the employees made short toast to either the companies or management. At 9 the dinner ended and we were escorted to Bound Gym, which was only a few blocks away. It was nice to walk off the meal and get some fresh air. The one programmer said good night and left, so there were 14 people going with 7 males and 7 females. 

I did not know how everyone else felt but I was ready to party and a Roman Orgy sounded good. When we arrived at Bound Gym 2 young women and 2 young males met us. The 2 young girls were already in very skimpy and thin white togas. They fit very loosely on top making any movement reveal their breasts, nipple and all. Neither was very large and what I thought of was the Sammy strippers. The males looked like Chippendale dancers. They were dressed in gladiator type outfit. No shirts up top and a leather strip skirt covering the bottom barely. It was meant to be provocative. 

As we entered, the girls were escorted to one side of the locker room and the male to the other. We were instructed to have the slaves help us dress for the evening. So 2 at a time the girls assisted in removing our formal clothing and then presented us a toga exactly like the one the girls were wearing. As each girl dressed she was directed to the bar for a glass of wine. This was a very stimulating sight to see these attractive women all dress in almost see though, skimpy togas. 

We were now drinking more wine. Bertha could not keep her drooping large out of control breasts contained in the skimpy material on top. And her big ass was only half covered. I gave no effort to covering anything. Henrik's dick was already getting hard and poking out. 

There was a DJ playing music as we mingled. There was a stage set up with several couches. The DJ announced there the gladiators would first fight until the death. The two male slaves had a mock gladiator fight with wooden swords. They were clearly dancer and not wearing anything under the gladiator skirts. It was entertaining. Then the DJ said we were to be treated to a wrestling match. The 2 girls slave then actually did have a wrestling match. The tops were torn off each of them almost immediately. On multiple occasions one would get the other in a position to either suck a breast or lock the others head between their legs and force a pussy licking. In the end neither was wearing anything except their slave collar and a gold chain around their waist that hung down to the pussy lips. Instead of shaking hands that the DJ requested they made out including feeling up each other's butt. This was the dress for them the rest of the night. The males had now lost their skirts. 

The DJ said it was time for the talent contest. Does anyone want to compete? The DJ announced the first talent was the Bound Sisters performing a Latin dance. It somehow seemed appropriate to do a Latin dance in a Roman style toga. Greta played the male. I thought they had at some time trained in ballroom dance. They knew what they were doing. The dance looked like a combination of Samba and Tango. Neither tried to keep the dresses from slipping. Bertha immediately let the top drape off her shoulder. Her floppy tits were flying all over the place. Several times they clinched, with Bertha huge tits squashed against Greta's stomach.

Each twirl allowed a full view of both their ass and pussies. Both were enjoying this exhibition of themselves. It was both funny and sexy. The last move was Bertha falling back to have Greta catch her. Greta did catch her but could not hold her up as Bertha laid back. Bertha fell on Greta with both their legs sprawled for all to see their glory holes. They were laughing very loudly. Got up most ungracefully as we were laughing and clapping simultaneously. 

The DJ said laughing also, "Wasn't that great folks?"

"Yes," yelled Carl and Henrik. Carl hugged and kissed them both. 

"Now we have three eggplants and a cauliflower doing a gymnastic dance. Rose, Sherman, May, and her husband went to the stage. The two guys primarily break danced, while Rose and May mainly did tumbling passes. The tumbling was mainly a reason to see spread eagle pussies. The guys had obviously practiced this as they were mostly synchronized. Rose and May had also worked up a routine. I was surprised at how May could almost stay with Rose. May while not large was larger than most gymnasts. The last move was to have May's husband lifted May to straddle of his neck and Sherman doing the same with Rose. Then May husband grabbed her feet and pressed her straight up like a cheerleader. His chest and arm muscle rippled while doing this. He balanced her there for a couple of minutes. Sherman took Rose's arm in a hand to elbow grip and lifted her over his head in a handstand. Rose toga slipped where everything was exposed from the waist down. She exaggerated this by putting her legs in different positions. After a couple of minutes of this the guys let their ladies down gracefully. Again we gave them a big applause. 

"What a show," the DJ announced. There will be a winner. Give applause to the Bound Sisters. Now for 3 eggplants and a cauliflower. "Ok, I give, it is a tie." The six contestants hugged and lifted each other arms. "Someone get our talent some ice water."  

"Time for the wet toga contest," the DJ announced. "First up is our sophisticated Hannah."

"What do you know about Hannah?" I asked Henrik. 

"Not as much as Carl," Henrik started. "She is upper crust northeast. She met Bob in college and they married as they graduated. Bob was very smart and I always thought she picked him because he could make money. Bob is good and has made a lot of money with my Dad. Dad and Bob have a close working relationship. She has always struck me as an unhappy, stuck up bitch with no sexual desire. I am very surprised they are here. Dad, on several occasions has asked Bob to come to something like this. I think this is their first time. I can not believe she is actually about to show her body off."

Hannah was walking up the step to the stage regally with a look of concern. Bob was behind her. There was a water sprayer with a catch basin for the water to drain off. This very elegant, upper crust women stepped into the water basin to be hosed down. I was mesmerized. Bob hosed her down from head to foot making sure not to get it on her face. She was soaked. The gauzy material clung to her body and reveled everything. She did have a killer body for an older woman. I was now guessing closer to 50 that 40, she had just taken very good care of herself. 

The music started, Bob was staring in disbelief, and she started her dance. She did not overtly touch or displayed her body but nonetheless she was. She danced with moves of a slow ballerina. It was clear she was doing the positions for the arms and legs. All I knew was they were called first thru whatever positions. She did the releve movement; feet are held together and bend at the knees, allowing a good view of her spread pussy. She did several of these before moving on. If she knew what she was showing us, she did not show it. With the basic moves done she gestured for Bob to come over. She used him as a bar. She went through several positions; I wished I knew what they were called. Each one involved a form of lifting one leg either to the side or forward or to the rear. Each one revealed a very pretty bald pussy and nice firm butt. Several of the positions required bending from the waist that reveled breasts that were large and creamy smooth. It was so sexy to see the precise unsmiling woman do ballet positions and movement reveling a lovely body. The last was a slow pirouette with one leg that started to the side and raised. She had to know that this was spreading her pussy so all could see. As she finished she gave a ballerina bow and trotted off the stage like ballerina run. 

I think we were all stunned. Ernie was standing as close to the stage as possible with a huge hard on. His penis was in the air and he literally had his mouth open. Bob was staring with his mouth open. After we caught our breath, we clapped with honest approval. Carl yelled, "Encore!"

She skipped back on stage, held Bob's hand and got in an Arabesque position, one foot on the floor and the other leg extended behind her and bent at the waist. She was able to extend her leg straight and higher than parallel to the floor. Bob then walked around her to the left a full 360. She then changed the foot on the floor and had Bob walk back the other way. This was the sexiest move so far. She bowed again and skipped off the stage. Again, we cheered. 

"Well, I certainly have never seen that before," the DJ announced. "The next wet toga contestant is Alison."

Tommie wet down Alison and it was as I expected she had no rhythm. She was beautiful but could only sway back and forth. I grabbed Henrik and pulled him to the stage. He wet me down. I got behind Alison and whispered in her ear, "We both have the same affection. No rhythm. Let me help you and get me out of trouble to." 

She glanced back smiled and mouth, "Thank you."

Neither of us made any effort to dance. Standing behind her lifted up placed my hands over both tits and pushed them up making them look even larger. I moved my hands up and pinched each nipple making the nubs hard. I moved the material aside and did the same so her tits were displayed in the bare. I moved my hands down and messaged over her clit hood. She moaned a little when I did this. I pulled the toga up so I could do the same thing but with a bare pussy. I spun her around lifted her toga and spanked her bare bottom. 

"Now do the same to me." Alison mirrored my actions. 

As Alison started working my pussy I heard one of the female slaves say to Ernie, "Can I help you?" 

"Yes," Ernie replied. I assumed she was stroking him because she stood by him. Ernie put his arm around her shoulder. She slipped his hand to her ass. 

When Alison finished, I grabbed her hand, turned us around so when we bowed our asses were being shown to the group. We got applause but no where close to Hannah. One of the male slaves handed us each a towel. I decided the toga was no longer needed so I took it off, handed it to the slave, and dried myself. Alison did the same. Henrik followed me to a couch that was located away from the stage. I decided I really wanted to see this spectacle. 

"Next up is 1 eggplant and a cauliflower."

May and Rose did not get water sprayed on them but had LJ and Sherman dry off the stage. They then did a couple of tumbling passes. Bowed, received applause and got off the stage. I think we all knew that Hannah was the winner.

"Now the Bound Sisters." Carl went to the stage with them and wet both the sisters down. They started with a very close dance, again ballroom. Bertha still had not pulled her top up, so it was draped around her waist. With the additional weight of the water, the toga was all but off. I then saw the front was caught on the chain around her waist. The was it drooped in back her entire ass was showing and in front it drooped down to the top of her pussy lips. Greta was so wet, even though the material was there, it was translucent. Greta moved her hands down to Bertha's ass cheeks and started rubbing and kneading the large mounds. Bertha pulled up Greta's toga and did the same to her. Greta then turned Bertha around kneaded her large orbs. The areola was large and the nipples must have protruded a half-inch as Greta excited her. They were still moving to the music. Greta moved her hands down her stomach, found the chain release the toga and allowed it to slide to the floor. Bertha did not care. Greta moved both hands to the VEE that formed the top of Bertha's pussy. She pushed the flesh together, accentuating Bertha fat pussy lips. They were swaying back and forth. It was very sensuous seeing one sister do this to the other. Bertha's eyes were closed and in a different world. 

Ernie's female slave had started sucking him off while he watched this spectacle. I could literally see Bertha come as Greta messaged her clit hood. Ernie could not take anymore. He came in the girl slave mouth. She licked as much as she could up and lick his dick and balls. I could see that we were all now nude except for Greta and Carl. Ernie slave stood and put his arm around her again with his hand on her ass.

Carl decided that these girls needed to end the show. He motioned to the male slave to come to the stage, moved a couch close to the edge of the stage. He gently separated the sisters took Bertha hand and gave it to the male slave and said, "This lady needs to be fucked hard and soon." 

The slave moved her to the couch laid her back raised her legs and started sucking her wet fat pussy. I don't think she knew what was happening. Carl dropped Greta's toga off her shoulder and lead her to the other end of the couch from Bertha. He bent her over with her butt in the air and started sucking on her pussy and asshole. 

"It is close but I think the winner is Hannah," the DJ said. Hannah, nude with the exception of the waist chain, came to the stage with a smile on her face. Bob followed. The DJ put a sash over her shoulder and across her chest that said 'winner of the wet toga competition'. "Would you like to say a word?"

"I want to recognize my husband," Hannah said with the most sarcastic smile on her face as she grabbed Bob and kissed him hard. "I particularly would like to thank my fans for their support." She was waving like a queen looking directly at Ernie as she walked toward him. She squatted with her legs spread apart so he could see her pussy lips, took his hand and forced it into her wet vagina. She had him smell her discharge. She then licked it. She again stuck his finger in her pussy while saying, "My boy, you need to take better care of this girl. She gave you head and you gave her nothing. I want you to bring her to the stage and let me show you how to take care of a lady. Do you agree my slave?"

"Yes, Mistress Hannah," the slave said.

Carl was banging away at Greta's pussy with her draped over the couch. Bertha had both her feet on her slave's shoulders as he banged away kneeling on the floor. Alison was screwing Tommie on the floor in the Asian position. The floor had a large yoga pad down making it look comfortable. May was lying face down on the floor with LJ on top in the jockey position. 

"I have to see this," I said lying side ways on the couch with my face looking facing out. "Put it in spooning me from behind so we can see this." Henrik, I think also wanted to see the activities so he did. His long dick helped as my pussy was not open to him. Neither of us could move much but this helps us hold out while we watched. 

The acoustics were good in this room as it was the aerobic classroom. Hannah instructed the threesome, "I am going to lay back on this couch, Bob you suck my pussy, slave you straddle my face facing away form Bob, Ernie I want you to watch me suck this girl's pussy so you will know how it is done." 

"Yes, Mistress Hannah," the slave said. 

"Son do you have it?" Hannah asked.

"Yes ma'am," Ernie said. Hannah laid back, Bob started licking her wet pussy, and the slave positioned herself over Hannah mouth where all she had to do was raise an inch. Ernie was watching intently as Hannah's tongue expertly moved aside the clit hood and stimulated the clit with the tip of her tongue. The slave was moaning from the first lick. 

Carl and Greta, LJ and May, Alison and Tommie, and Rose and Sherman had finished round one. They were now watching what Hannah's group was doing. Henrik was very hard in my wet pussy but I had him pinned against the couch back so he could not move enough to get off.

Bertha was milking the last of her male slave's ejaculation. She rose up and had her slave sit between her legs while she rubbed his groan and watched. I had a feeling she wanted to go again soon. 

"Are you seeing what I am doing?" Hannah asked Ernie. 

"Yes ma'am."

"Rub her tits and kiss her," Hannah instructed. Ernie did. Bob stopped to see what was happening. 

"Don't stop Bob," Hannah demanded. "You can put it in now."

"Yes, Mistress Hannah," Bob said. He knelt and put his dick in Hannah pussy and started moving slowly enjoying the show. 

"Slave, turn around, straddle me facing Bob and bend over a little." Hannah instructed. "Ernie you can fuck her now but do it trying to make it feel good to her. Bob you can rub and kiss her tits."

"Yes mistress," they all said. Bob was picking up the pace. The slave straddled Hannah so she could lick her pussy while Ernie fucked her from behind. I could see the fluid flowing from the slave's pussy onto Hannah's face. Bob was rocking in and out. Ernie was pumping away at the girl's pussy from behind. 

LJ was getting hard again as May was stocking his dick. Rose and Sherman joined May and LJ. Rose took May's hand and placed it on Sherman's dick and she took over from May with LJ. The boys were sitting with their legs crossed on the floor. Rose started sucking LJ to get him hard again as May did the same with Sherman. Carl was growing hard again with Greta's help. Bertha had her slave sitting on the couch and was sucking him to get him hard again. 

Bob was getting close. Hannah was working on the slave pussy, occasionally licking Ernie's balls. Hannah sensed Bob was ready to ejaculate and said; "Not yet Bob, don't move."

Bob stopped. Ernie was pounding away and all of a sudden he stopped, making a primal screamed indicating he was ready to explode in the slave. "Now Bob," Hannah said. Bob took 3 stroked and he had his release. 

Henrik whispered in my ear, "In your life, would you imagined this?"

"No, I am astonished."

"What do you bet my dad fucks her next?" Henrik said. "He has wanted to for a long time."

Henrik barely got this out of this before we heard Carl said, "Mind if Bob gets seconds with you?"

"Good with me," Greta said. "Offer him my ass."

Rose was flat on the floor with LJ riding her in the Jockey position. Sherman was fucking May in the missionary position. Alison was being fucked by Tommie doggie style. The slave had Bertha bent over the couch fucking her from behind. 

The slave was getting off Hannah and Ernie was spent. Hannah sat up to let Bob kiss her. As he released her, Carl walked up with a hard on already. "Bob can I have second? Hannah would you allow me to fuck you? Bob, Greta would like for you to take her in the ass."

Bob looked over at Greta and she waved and smiled at him, turned around showing him her ass. Her limp dick twitched. Hannah saw it. 

"Slave you help Bob get ready to take Greta's ass, Ernie watch Carl and learn. Bob that ass is yours. I want Carl to fuck me."

Ernie moved back to the floor to watch the activities. The slave went over to Greta and they both worked on Bob to get him hard again. Hannah smiled at Carl saying, "Can I taste that beautiful dick?"

"Well sure," Carl said. "Don't tell me you have wanted to fuck me before?"

"I have dreamed about it for years," Hannah answered.

"Me too. Go figure."

Bob was hard again. The slave took Ernie sperm from her own pussy and lubricated Greta butt hole. She kissed and stuck her tongue in to help lubricate it. The slave then eased Bob forward as Greta bent over the couch next to her sister that was being fucked from behind. The slave lined up Bob's dick with Greta's hole. She took two fingers and penetrated Greta sphincter and spread it apart enough to easily slip Bob dick half way into Greta's asshole. She reached between her own legs and pulled more of Ernie discharge and lubricated Bob's dick before pushing him in all the way. Bob and Greta both groaned in pleasure. 




Merna's Story Pt. 09



"She is yours now master," the slave said to Bob. Bob started making small movement to fully lubricate Greta's butthole. 

"How do you want to do it Mistress Hannah?" Carl asked.

"Sit on the bench." Carl did. Hannah spread his legs, faced away from him, and sat on his penis. It easily went into her pussy drenched with Bob's ejaculation. Carl reached around her and squeezed her to his torso and kneading her ample bosom. Hannah was making small movement up and down on Carl's dick. Her legs were clinched together putting a lot of pressure on Carl engorged dick. Hannah was clearly continuing to have orgasms. 

May and Sherman, Rose and LJ, and Alison and Tommie were finished again watching the Hannah and Bound Sisters show. Bertha slave pulled out and sprayed cum all over her big butt. Bob was slamming away at Greta's butthole. He was not that big and it looked like Greta was taking it easily. The slave had positioned herself to get her hand into Greta pussy, pleasuring her. 

I could feel that Henrik was ready. I spread my legs a little and gave him a little room to move. It took only a few strokes and he filled me up. We both continued to watch. Bob said, "Can I cum in there?"

"Sure go ahead," Greta answered. "Slave work my pussy a little harder I want to orgasm with him." She worked Greta's pussy harder and faster and Bob pumped his ejaculation into her. 

Hannah moved up and down a little faster on Carl's hard dick. Carl said, "Hannah have a big one with me." They both had orgasms. Hannah fell back on Carl. He kissed her neck and he continued to message her grand tits. 

Henrik and I sat up looked at each other, hugged and kissed. "That is the longest fuck I have ever had," said Henrik. 

"Me too," I said. "Want to come take me home and stay over tonight?"

"I did not think you wanted to make a commitment like that?" he asked.

"I don't," I said.

"Deal," Henrik said. He walked over to the stage and said, "It is time to call it a night. I don't want anyone to drive home. Is there anyone who needs a ride? I know Greta, Carl, Bob, and Hannah are staying at the Tutwiler. Tommie, Alison and Bertha are staying at the Bound Condos. The limo is taking Sherman, Rose, and Merna home. May and LJ you can stay at the Tutwiler in my room as I have another invitation."

"Sounds good to us."

"What about Ernie?"

"I have a spare room," Tommie said. I had a feeling Bertha had other ideas.

"Ok, we are all set," continued Henrik. "I want to thank the Bound Sisters for planning and providing the place and service." We all clapped.

"Let's all get a shower," Henrik instructed. "We have something you can wear home and keep your good clothes in their boxes. Ok let's get out of here so the Bound Gym can get back to normal.

We all went to shower, the slaves had us towels and clothes, which were a tee shirt and pajama bottoms that were loose fitting with, draw strings. There were also terry cloth slippers. We received our boxes with the clothes we wore to the restaurant. 

As we got in the limo, we all agreed it had been a great night and we would have to do this again. 

That ends the story. 

Epilogue

Rose and Sherman, Tommie and Alison, Henrik and Merna were married in a group ceremony a few months later. We went on a honeymoon together. But that is another story.