Chapter 4 - CFNM interlude
Since retirement Gary had been an early riser. Not one to stay in bed, he liked to be up and doing. Early shopping at the supermarket meant a lack of bother because of a lack of people blocking the gangways and causing queues at the tills. It meant he could be back for a still early breakfast in the garden and then some pottering about - if he was not going out to golf or something else. This particular morning he had actually gone to the garden nursery early and so had plenty to do in the garden as he had bought rather a lot of things. It was yet another glorious morning - so different from the year before when summer seemed never to come - and Gary was as happy and content as could be. Who could not be with a lovely garden and a lovely neighbour who sometimes popped around?
It was good to hear Zoe's call around eleven; Gary had just been thinking coffee and, as if on cue, he had heard Zoe's voice. He replied,"Your usual? Just come around."
"With plenty of cream" came back. His cock actually rose just on the phrase. It was funny how easily one could be conditioned to new sexual stimuli. Was he a little like Pavlov's dog? He went inside to get things ready.
When Gary came out with the coffee mugs he realised he had made a mistake - he had only brought two mugs. He was going to need a third because Zoe was not alone.
Gary stood completely still unsure what to do. He had just walked out and there was Zoe but with Zara both fully clothed and smiling: there he was completely naked with a coffee mug in each hand. At least his cock was not embarrassing him with its rude proudness but certainly he did not have a stitch on.
"Oh, right, well, hallo to you both - I'll get another mug." A speedy retreat seemed a good policy.
It could not be, though, that Zoe had expected anything else. She had used the coded phrase after all. She would have known Gary would be naked. This was nothing other than intentional. Gary decided there was no need to get dressed. If two young women wanted him to be with them in his natural state then who was he to disagree? It had never happened to him before; he had never been naked with two attractive girls before - more was the pity – and it was not an opportunity to be wasted. Moreover Zoe must have known he could just as easily been more than naked - he could have been showing his usual pleasure at seeing her. Was that what they had been hoping? He could feel a thickening at the thought. He tried to put that out of his mind as he stepped back into the sunshine.
"There we are. I'll get the biscuits." It was all so very normal - but not! "Do sit down."
And so there they all were making small talk and drinking coffee as if there was nothing out of the ordinary.
It was Gary who, after a time, opened the real subject. "I hear, Zara, from Zoe, that you have an interest in sheds."
"No, I..." But she reddened.
"I hear you have been in my shed."
"Yes, sorry."
"And peeking."
It was lovely. As he said it, Zara's eyes dropped to his cock. It was almost like she was touching it - just the acknowledgement of its presence as her eyes looked straight at it. And she had such a pretty blush.
"Zara liked seeing you naked, Gary. Women like looking at naked men you know - and their equipment. It's not just men that like to see naked women. And, Gary, you are not seeing naked women today; Zara is not ready to take her clothes off."
Gary pulled a face as if to say, "well, that's not fair."
"I told Zara we had been naturists together - and a little more. She wanted to see. Wanted to see you erect, Gary, and wants to see you come - again." She turned to Zara who was looking almost as if she would rather not be there; as if Zoe was saying far too much, "He ejaculates so much doesn't he? That so impresses me."
There was a pause, "I think so. I'm not very experienced." There was an interesting mix of embarrassment and self confidence coming. "Could I see it again please, Mr Roldern?"
It was an unbelievable request. A schoolgirl asking to see him come! He wondered at just how much experience she had - did she have any apart from seeing him from his garden shed? Zoe had said quite definitely she was a virgin – but that only meant she had not engaged in one particular form of sexual activity. There was plenty boys and girls could do with their hands... and mouths.
"What do you want Mr Roldern to do, Zoe? Tell him."
It was lovely to see her swallowing before she said, "Can I see you get erect, Mr Roldern?" The blush was still there.
"And?" Zoe was being naughty. Forcing Zara to use the words.
"Can I see you... come as well, please?"
Gary could not quite do that to order. "I expect so."
"Gary," it was Zoe making things clear, "no clothes are coming off us today but... perhaps another day Zara may pluck up the courage. But I have warned her that if she does she'll have to be spanked. I told her you wanted to do that."
"I didn't, I don't!" It was Gary's turn to be embarrassed.
"Yes, you did Gary, you told me. All men like spanking."
"But there's no need, no need at all for Zara to be spanked. No need."
The girls were giggling which puzzled Gary.
"I win my bet." Said Zoe. "I said you'd get hard when we talked about spanking and look at you now! Come on stand up, show Zara."
Zara was both smiling and staring. It was unbelievable for Gary. He had got hard without noticing. There was something particularly erotic in standing up with it showing; it was not quite so obvious sitting down but as he stood it really pushed into prominence right in front of the girls, bringing it closer to them – right in their faces so to speak. There he was, Gary Roldern, showing his cock off to an appreciative audience of women, no girls, of 18 and 34!
"It wouldn't go in, Zoe, really it wouldn't. It's miles too big - round I mean - I know it's not very long but... Sorry Mr Roldern I didn't mean to be rude."
"Please, Zara, say what you like."
"Babies come out, Zara - well of some women anyway - so you and I could of course stretch." Zoe being practical. "You'll just have to work up to one like that – a challenge."
They burst into a fit of giggles as women will. Gary smiled. The idea came to him of a series of boys and men lining up to ease Zara, to stretch her in stages. A little trainer cock, all spindly but easy to push in, building up to something the thickness of his - though perhaps with a bit more, or a lot more, length to it, the sort of thing you saw in porno films - sometimes allegedly ten or more inches long and thick like him. Well, he could do thick but three inches just did not measure up to the video stars!
"Walk up and down a bit, Gary, show yourself off for Zara."
It felt strange but so exciting to be displaying himself to these women. Displaying an erection almost ridiculously short but nonetheless angled very well, with a prominent head and certainly girth – and it stayed hard as he showed himself off which was not something most men could perhaps so easily do.
Zoe got up from her chair, "Come on Zara, let's get Gary to show you his garden - he likes to do that; it is lovely isn't it? I'm so taken with it. And Gary, no letting that erection droop. Zara wants to see that too!"
It was even better walking around his garden all worked up showing the two girls around. Of course erections do not stay for ever without stimulus and Gary found himself drooping after a time talking about plants. Zoe's ploy was obvious. She was going to force him to have to wank in front of Zoe - not just be exposed but to do that intimate thing. Zara just stared and stared as he brought himself back up to his 'full' height.
But it would not stay up and again he drooped. Zoe made a tutting sound. "I'm a married woman and mustn't touch but, Zara, if you want to it will help Gary. Just lightly cup his balls and lift them whilst he walks. That'll do the trick."
"May I?" It seemed to Gary that Zara was more asking Zoe than him! Women in control – well, fine, he was happy with that!
