Anne Marie, Becky and I were excited to go to Rita's birthday part. The girls kept teasing me about Anne Marie exposing me to Linda earlier. Becky asks if I will be embarrassed to be around her tonight. I said I could handle it. None of us mentioned the blow job Becky gave me in front of Anne Marie, but I also didn't pick any awkward vibes and so I was not going to bring up the subject. And, for the record, it was one of the best blow jobs I have ever received, either before or since.
We go downstairs to the party around 10 and things are already hopping. There are about 20 people there, mostly friends of Rita and Linda, with a few more girls than guys in the mix. Linda's teacher buddies are there and Rita has about a dozen of her college pals.
Our landlady, Kathy, who lives on the first floor, is also at the party. She is a VP at one of the big banks in Boston and bought the house about two years ago. She is in her early 30s and quite attractive. Usually we see her going out with dark business suits, but tonight she wears a jeans skirt, white silk camisole with a blue oxford cloth shirt over it and loosely tied in front. Her blond hair is free from its usual bun and hangs low on her shoulders. She still wears her glasses, but her blue eyes are clearly visible. It is obvious that she has no bra under the cami, and her breasts move seductively under the silky garment. She is about 5'7 and trim and fit.
Rita starts right in on me, telling me how unfair it was. Kathy asked what was unfair, and Rita just shrugged and says, "I'll tell you later, maybe."
Some of the girls there seem to be giving me a look, and I don't know if Rita or Linda has told them about this afternoon. I think that since Linda's friends are also Catholic school teachers, she probably didn't share. Linda's friends are another story. They are young and sexy college kids.
About three beers into the party, I'm talking with Rita and Anne Marie, and say I have to pee. Rita says, "Great, me, too, let's go.
I reply, "What do you mean, 'Let's'".
I look at Anne Marie who nods encouragingly. Rita smiles and pulls me by the hand toward the bathroom. We have to wait until it's free. Rita just holds my hand and giggles.
When the door opens she pushes me in and locks it behind her. "Owen, fair is fair and Linda got a treat I didn't. Since it's my birthday, I want to enjoy the same view she had."
I tell her I am worried what Anne Marie might say, and Rita says she's already talked to her and Anne Marie said if she got a chance to take it.
I protest that Linda walked in on me while I was naked, and that I didn't strip for her. I also say I really had to pee. Rita is a little buzzed and just mumbles "minor details." She also points out that last semester her co-op program for phys-ed and sports medicine had her working in the Patriots training room.
"Believe me, I've seen more guys peeing in the last year than I can count."
I figure what the hell and unzip and start to reach for my dick. I hesitate and say maybe this is not a good idea.
"Come on," she insists. "It's my birthday. Fulfill my fantasy about the hunk living upstairs."
"Fantasy?"
"Whatever," she says, "I want to see what Linda saw."
So, I pull out my dick.
She makes me turn all the way around to face her, and then rubs her hand over my ass and confirms its tightness.
"Can you take down your pants?" she asks.
I stare at her.
"I really want to see your ass," she explains. She sits on the small hamper and drums her fingers on the sink.
I can tell she is more than a little tipsy and tell her so.
"So, it's my birthday. Let me enjoy it."
I undo my jeans and slip them and my boxers to my ankles. Rita continues to examine my crotch.
"Thank God, you're just uncircumcised," she says.
"What do you mean?"
Rita laughs and says that Linda told her I had something wrong with my penis. It was deformed.
Still laughing, Rita explains that Linda really had only seen two guys naked. One was her boyfriend in college, who was her one and only lover. The other was his roommate who liked to sleep nude and walk around in front of her letting it all hang out. She said both of them had "normal" penises.
Although, I was standing there with my pants on the floor, we are carrying on a conversation as if nothing was different from any other chat.
We both get a chuckle out of Linda's naiveté. I then say I still have to pee bad. Rita points to the john and I go over, lift the seat and let it rip. I am just mid-stream when there's a knock on the door.
Rita calls out to ask who's there.
"It's Kathy, are you going to be long?"
"Nope." Rita jumps up and runs to the door. I panic. Here I am peeing and Rita is about to let our landlady in the room. I hiss to Rita to not open the door, but she ignores me and unlocks and opens the door and pulls Kathy in, and slams it shut again.
I finished and am giving it a shake, about to pull my pants up as fast as I can.
"Hey, I could wait..." Kathy begins. Then she sees me bent over yanking up my jeans and boxers, giving her a full moon.
Kathy lets out a little yell. "Holy Shit! I didn't mean to interrupt."
I only imagine what Kathy thinks is going on.
Rita assures her she didn't disturb anything and quickly explains what went on in the afternoon, and how she is satisfying herself. She also points out that she was checking for deformities.
I begin to apologize to Kathy, but she cuts me off. "Hey, it's cool. Besides this is my sexual highlight of the year."
Rita pulls me aside so I am standing next to Kathy and she drops her pants and sits on the toilet to pee. Kathy must be thinking she has a bunch of crazies in her building, but Rita is totally blasé about it.
She also relays what Linda had told her about my CFNM waitering and says the house ought to have a party with me as the waiter. Kathy readily agrees.
Rita wipes and stands up to pull up her panties and jeans. I catch a quick glimpse of her brown and closely trimmed pubes and can detect the delicate slit. I harden in my own jeans.
Rita and I leave Kathy to tend to her business in private. In the hallway, Rita locks her arms around my neck, kisses me and says that she can't wait for her real birthday party dinner. Her hand slips onto my crotch through my jeans and gives me a good squeeze, whispering she loves the feel of it so hard. She smiles and rubs it for a few moments.
"God, you are a hunk, Owen." She kisses me again and pulls me tight against her. I ease off and say she should go get a drink, while I calm down. She lets her hand trace my erection through my jeans and then saunters back into the dining room.
I turn to see Kathy standing in the doorway of the bathroom. She has seen the interaction between Rita and me and is looking at the outline of my excited state.
"Some kids have all the fun," she says and passes by me, pausing to give me a kiss on the cheek. She smells terrific.
Later that night, Anne Marie, Becky and I are again naked in our bed, sharing stories about the party. I tell them the whole truth about the bathroom incident. Becky asks if Anne Marie is angry.
Anne Marie sips some wine and thinks for a while. "No, I don't think so. I know Owen is an exhibitionist. He likes to be looked at; it turns him on. I also know he cares for me and, I think, is faithful to me." I nod.
"I'm more of a voyeur," she continues, "but I also like exhibitionism. I remember nude modeling myself in college, and how turned on I would get. So, I can understand Owen, and I can also find some sexual gratification in watching other women admire his nakedness.
"Owen is a good storyteller, and I get excited listening to his experience in the bathroom. Kathy is gorgeous and always looks so professional. Thinking about her seeing my boyfriend nearly naked is very exciting. Very exciting. And, Rita is so cute and innocent looking. You would never think she would act that way, but there she was inspecting his penis and groping him for good measure.
"Yes, I find that exciting. I am thinking about Kathy watching them, and then seeing how excited Owen was. I would have loved to have seen that, maybe through a secret mirror or something—totally voyeuristic."
Anne Marie finishes her wine and gets up to get another bottle. As she is walking out, I speak to Becky, but loud enough for Anne Marie to hear.
"I am more exhibitionist than voyeur, but I love watching Anne Marie walk around naked. I love how her boobs bounce, I love the way the light catches her bush and makes all sorts of fascinating colors, and I adore her ass as it sways back and forth."
Anne Marie returns with a new bottle and a big smile; she obviously loved my comments. Becky asks if I would want Anne Marie to be naked in front of other men.
I think about that for a while and finally say, "If it made her feel good sexually, I wouldn't mind. But, I would not be turned on by it. I was turned on, and am turned on, by having you and her naked together. Or, imaging her naked along with say Rita, Linda and Kathy—all of whom would also have to be naked."
Anne Marie laughs and says, "Typical male fantasy—multiple girls."
I say "I don't fantasize about Anne Marie having sex with another woman, although I wouldn't object if that's what she wanted."
I do not disclose to Becky that I know that Anne Marie has experienced sex with women. We had never done a three-way with another woman.
Continuing on, I say, "I just imagine her and other women I know, not strangers, being naked together. You know, like in a locker room, a changing room, getting ready for a party, when all the girls are swapping clothes. Those are the typical male fantasies I like."
Becky says "obviously." We all look down at my erection pointing to the ceiling.
Becky then brings up the subject that is on the back of all of our minds since this morning.
"Guys, did we fuck up today? I love you both so much, I'm worried we crossed a line we can't uncross."
Anne Marie asks if she wished she never gave me a blow job. Becky pauses a long time and we can tell she is weighing her response.
