The night that followed was very interesting. Deb maintained an air of pretense between us as though nothing had happened the night before while Amy flirted with me throughout the evening. In front of her mother it was subtle teasing and giggling. However, when Deb wasn't looking it was almost shameless. For example, when we were all in the kitchen and Deb had her back to us scrubbing pots, Amy lifted her T-shirt exposing two small naked lily white titties capped with bright red nipples poking slightly upward. Another time Amy was sitting next to me on the couch when Deb disappeared back to her bedroom. Amy leaned over and started tonguing my ear while rubbing her hand over my chest.
I told Amy to cool it, but she enjoyed teasing me too much and wasn't about to let up. Of course I was having a hard time resisting her charms. So when I helped Amy take out the trash we ended up kissing and groping against the car like two teenagers in heat. I had my hands all over her tits and ass when we decided we had better return. Later Deb had to run some papers over to one of her dance instructors. We started kissing and groping in the kitchen, but ended up on Amy's bed with my hand in her shorts fingering her pussy. After she had a powerful gushing cum, Amy started to reciprocate by jerking me off when we heard the car pull into the garage.
Being a school night, Deb made Amy go to bed at 10:30. We went out by the pool to talk. I sat back in the lounge chair with my legs apart and invited Deb to sit with me. She sat down between my legs and leaned back into me. I put my arms around her waist. Deb told me that last night was a mistake. I asked her if she wanted me to leave. She wanted me to stay, but just to forget about last night. Then she started rambling about what a terrible person she is and that she has no will power and how she was like this even before she was married. Then she started telling me stories about all these guys she fucked in college that she barely knew because she didn't have any will power. Finally she started crying. I tried comforting her with words.
"Hey, you're a good person. Don't get down on yourself. Everyone enjoyed easy sex in college. And last night was just one mistake. No one will ever have to know."
"That's the problem. Last night wasn't the only time. It's happened before."
I started massaging her shoulders to comfort her. Deb continued talking as if she were at confession.
"I was really good for the first ten years, but gradually we grew more distant. About five years ago I had some work done on our sink. This guy that showed up was a real hunk. He had huge rippling muscles and a soft smile. I guess I started flirting with him - you know me. While he was working under the sink I couldn't help but stare and felt myself getting flush.
"He finished and was standing in the kitchen drinking a coke when he asked me if I wanted the good customer discount. Playing along I said sure and asked, probably too suggestively, how one becomes a good customer. He put down his coke, grabbed both of my arms and pulled me towards him. I was confused when he said, 'like this' and started kissing me. Then I felt his hands on my ass and his fingers digging into me. He shoved his tongue into my mouth.
"I should have stopped, but my body was on fire. I hadn't been thoroughly fucked in a long time. When he put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down I knew what he wanted. I dropped to my knees and unsnapped his shorts. He was huge. I used my mouth on him the best I could. After a while he pulled me up and turned me towards the counter. He pulled down my shorts and panties and spread my legs. After using his fingers to open me, he stepped up behind me and worked his monster cock into my pussy. It was the most incredible fuck I ever had. I couldn't stop cumming. He emptied himself in me, then zipped up and left. I slumped to the floor trembling and fingered myself to another orgasm. Then I licked my fingers so I could taste him. I felt like such a slut."
I put my hands under Deb's arms until my fingertips brushed against the sides of her breasts. Deb put her hands on my thighs. Then she continued with her confessional.
"I never saw him again, but he touched a sexual nerve in me. I tried to get Fred to fuck me more often, but it was never enough. I bought a vibrator, but that just seemed to increase my need. Then about three years ago at Fred's company picnic it happened again. Brad, one of the good looking young guys working for him, started teasing and flirting with me. Well, playful me just teased right back thinking it was all innocent.
"Between beach volleyball and Frisbee matches I kept drinking beer until I was feeling no pain. After our last game Brad put me on his shoulders fireman style and ran into the water to cool off. When he threw me in I took off swimming until I was about 100 yards from shore. It was shallow enough to stand with my head barely out of the water. Brad followed. I put my hands on his shoulders for support since the currents were pushing me around. He mistook my intentions and cupped my ass, pulling me into his body. I was too drunk to protest.
"The rest happened so quickly I almost thought I dreamed it. He lifted me and pulled my legs apart so that my thighs pressed against his sides. I felt his fingers pull the crotch of my bikini to the side. Then I felt his hardness pressing into me until I opened for him. He went inside me, then proceeded to fuck me right there in the water. I let him. It was over very quickly. I felt him squirt inside me, then pull out and swim back to shore."
Deb seemed to be getting excited as she told me of her sexual adventures. She was squirming in the seat and rubbing her thighs together. I cupped my hands over Deb's breasts, massaging them with my fingers. She put her hands over mine to help guide the motions.
"The really shameful part occurred over the next year. A week later Brad showed up at the front door in the middle of the day. I was in my dance leotard getting ready for class. He said Fred had asked him to pick up some papers. As soon as I let him in, however, he pinned me to the wall and started kissing and groping me. I didn't do anything to stop him. And then he fucked me right there against the wall, both of us fully clothed. He just pulled my leotard to the side and shoved himself into me. The thing is, I got really turned on and had an orgasm just as he was cumming inside me. He zipped up, ran back to Fred's study to get what he came for and left."
I slipped my hands under her blouse and pushed up her bra. My hands fondled her bare tits and rubbed her hard little nipples. She purred, then continued with her story.
"Brad showed up every week or so and it was always the same – a quick fuck and he was gone. Sometimes in the hallway, sometimes in the kitchen and sometimes in the living room, but never in the bedroom. We never talked, just fucked. I became addicted and started wearing short skirts with no panties or something I could shed quickly.
"I wanted it more often and started calling Brad at the office. He would never take my calls, but sometimes he had his secretary call me back and ask me to meet him. He'd be waiting on a street corner. We'd drive into a nearby ally and he'd fuck me in the front seat fully clothed or make me give him a blowjob. Once in a while someone would walk by the car and stare, but we never stopped until Brad had cum, and then we'd drive off. "Brad finally got transferred back east. At his going away party he took me into an empty office and we fucked one last time. I came so hard I screamed. We had to hide under the desk when someone opened the door to check it out. Then he fucked me again under the desk. And that was the last time I was unfaithful until last night. So you see, I'm just a little slut. I can't say no. And now I'm letting you feel my tits."
