Karen put the phone down but still the smile played on her lips. She walked back into the lounge and ran her hands through Mark's dark hair as he sat on the sofa, naked, reading the paper. Her hands slipped to his broad shoulders and she let her nails trace down his chest to circle his nipples.
He grinned and put the paper aside and kissed her on the inside of her left elbow, the soft touch of his mouth making her tingle. He looked up pushing his head back against the sofa. "Well this is a nice start to the weekend," he murmured as she left her fingers massage his chest. She nodded at his upside down face and bent to kiss his lips. They kissed and giggled as their tongues played for a moment before he turned a little, reached around and grabbed her, pulling her over the back of the sofa. She squealed and laughed as she landed in a heap on his lap.
Sitting up a bit she propped her head on her hands and studied his sex from a few inches away before turning her face a little. "Thanks, much better view." She watched, knowing what that did to him, knowing being seen was why he always remained naked in the house. She was pleased as she saw his cock stiffen without being touched. She uttered a contented "hmmm" and continued to watch his organ become aroused. With a gentle touch of her palm she got him to spread his legs so she could watch his balls tighten against him.
Slowly she sat up and ran her hand down his chest, exploring his nudity as she sat clothed beside him. She leaned close as her hand slid into his pubic hair and stroked. "That was Charlotte on the phone," she said. "She's coming round...we've a surprise for you."
She felt him catch his breath as he remembered their friend and how she had organised the party the other week where the other women saw him naked, played with him.
"I think you'll like it," she murmured as her hands closed around the base of his shaft before trailing her nails up the skin and pulling back the foreskin to expose the purple glans to her eyes.
"I'm sure I will," he said and ran his hand around her waist, pulling her close to kiss her mouth and feel the swell of her breasts against his chest through the cotton shirt she wore. She closed her hand tighter on his penis as she leaned in to kiss him. With a final stroke she let go of his cock and their lips parted, sticking together a little before she whispered, close to his face, "can't have you coming now, that's for later." Her fingers traced circles on his inner thigh. "Are you going to let Charlie see you all hard when you open the door?"
He groaned and kissed her again his cock still throbbing as his hands snaked between her thighs under her skirt. She eagerly took his hand and pressed it higher between the heat of her legs, against the cotton panties. He teased her, stroking the outside of them outlining the feel of her pussy lips with his fingers, making her grind on his hand.
"Finger me," she groaned and he smiled, pushing his fingers inside the damp underwear wondering how long they'd got before Charlotte arrived. He pulled the panties down a little and let his middle finger dip into her wetness. He felt her hips move as she slipped closer to him letting him feel her clothing against his naked skin, feel her need to be aroused quickly. Her pussy sought his finger and engulfed him as she put her arms around his torso and moved rythmically against his hand.
She was wet, very wet and his other finger slid in easily,stretching her tight pussy as she moved her leg over his getting close so she could press her crotch against his thigh. Steadily his hand fucked her while she ground against him, her clit against his thumb. She looked at his rock hard cock but didn't touch him as she took her own pleasure, knowing his would come later on.
She moaned and looked in his eyes, her hair falling around her face, her mouth open as she mewled; he knew she was close, loved watching her climax, His fingers pumped her harder as the doorbell rang.
"Fuck," she moaned, "don't stop...please don't..." she gasped and clutched him as he saw the wave of her orgasm wash over her face. "Uhhh," she panted and he eased his fingers out of her greedily pulsing canal. Standing unsteadily she hitched up her panties. "Have to change those before we go out." The doorbell rang again and Mark headed towards it, still hard.
Charlotte stood at the door and laughed when she saw him. "Ooooh! Glad I came round!" She eyed his jutting member eagerly and gave him a peck on the cheek as she walked in.
"Hiya Karen, what you been doing to Mark to get him so happy?"
Karen laughed and made Mark blush as she told her friend in some detail about what they had been doing. "And you nearly spoilt it ringing the bell at the crucial moment!" Charlie laughed. "So that's why you kept me waiting!" The girls giggled and Karen looked over at Mark, whose cock was now just semi-rigid. "We're going out?" he said, echoing Karen's words of minutes before. The two women smiled at one another.
"We've got an invite to a party," Charlie said and he nodded. "Don't worry, you can come too. In fact, we need you to."
Mark grinned and the women chortled as his cock began to rise again in anticipation. Walking over Charlie reached out and gave his semi hard cock a squeeze. "Can't he make his mind up whether he wants to be up or down?" Karen laughed watching her friend touch Mark. Once it would have been unthinkable for anyone to be with them in this way; now she was learning how it felt to have Mark not just as a boyfriend or lover as as a plaything. Sometimes when she thought about it she was shocked that she enjoyed it so much and wanted to explore more, sometimes - like today - it just made her horny.
"Why not get dressed Mark - for a change! No underwear?" the latter Charlie made a question for Karen to decide and she nodded. "No underwear - and I'll go and change mine!"
Charlotte drove them to the restaurant on the edge of town. It was quite down at heel, French. A few cars were in the parking lot as they walked towards the door. In bold letters on the door it announced CLOSED FOR PRIVATE PARTY. Charlotte knocked and a few moments later the red white and blue bead curtain next to the glass was pushed a bit aside and a head appeared. The door was unlocked and Charlotte hugged the small woman in a black waitress' uniform. They stepped into a small ane room with a bar and a few chairs where people could relax and order before their meal.
"Aileen, this is Karen and this is Mark." The young woman grinned and flicked back her long black hair. "Yes, Charlotte mentioned you!" she grinned impishly at Mark. "Can I get you all some drinks?" They ordered some wine, "well, we're going to a party after all," said Karen as they sat at a table.
"Where is the party?" Mark asked as Aileen came back and placed three already full glasses of Shiraz before them and left the rest of the bottle.
"Here," said Charlie, raising her glass and waiting for the others to do the same; they clinked glasses and sipped. "The restaurant is through there..." she inclined her head and Mark looked around at a closed wooden door. Karen put her hand on his thigh, "we'll go through when you're ready," she said with a grin to Charlie, "since you'll be working this afternoon."
Mark blinked. "Working?"
Karen nodded, "a busy couple of hours naked waitering for the bachelorette party."
Mark reddened and his eyes widened; this was much more than the little party for Julie. "I..I don't know," he said, feeling his balls tighten in nervousness and a frisson of anticipation. Karen and Charlotte came and sat close. "You know you want to..." giggled Karen. Charlotte as usual more forthright put her hand on his crotch. "He's not got stage fright has he?" She massaged him through his pants feeling the soft cock.
Mark smiled nervously.
"You don't have to worry about him performing, we've thought of that." She looked in her purse and pulled out a box with a small pink pill inside. "This should keep him hard for a couple of hours, even if they make you cum." She grinned and winked at Mark whose mouth had opened in shock. She giggled at a sudden thought, "so if you need to pee I'd go now!"
Mark drank half a glass of wine and put the glass down shakily. "I think I'd better."
As Aileen showed him where the toilets were Karen grinned, "should we go and watch him?"
Charlie laughed and shook her head, "best not, he's going to be a busy boy soon."
Returning to the table Karen asked him to stand and remove his clothes, ready to put on his uniform. He swalowed. "Uniform?" he asked.
"You'll see, now come on." She hooked her leg under her on the seat and cradled her head on her hand to watch him strip. Aileen walked around from the bar and watched also as Mark pulled off the pale blue lambswool sweater and green tee shirt. He kicked off shoes and socks, pleased at least they were just letting him undress and not have to dance or anything for them. He undid his belt and unzipped, removing the dark pants and standing naked before them.
"What do you think Aileen, it's your first viewing," asked Charlie. The young waitress nodded happily, her eyes running across Mark's naked body and not saying a word. Already Mark's cock had filled out though he was not yet rigid. Charlotte held out the tablet to him and he took it with a sip of water Aileen brought.
