A few days after I took Chelle to the cinema (My awakening 01) I was quietly minding my own business when my colleague Rog ambled into my office. He was the guy who had the gear to print the pictures I'd been taking of Chelle.
After a bit of aimless general chat, he got round to what he really had in mind. 'Thanks for the other day' he grinned, 'I still don't think I could balance a tray on my lap and I certainly couldn't have done so then'.
'Pleased that you enjoyed yourself' I replied. 'I know Chelle had a fantastic time β she keeps telling me as if she can't really believe it actually happened. She got such a buzz from not knowing who it was and she's not even trying to guess. She's even hinting a lot that she wants to do some more naughty public flashing and can't seem to keep her fingers out of her pussy! In fact, a couple of times she's asked me to stand behind her chair and play with her boobs while she watches a porn video and wanks herself silly while she relives the whole thing. I've never seen her so turned on.'
'She's truly lovely' said Rog. 'You really are such a lucky bastard to have someone like that. You know, the other night going home on the train I was wedged in my rush hour seat remembering it all and I had a spontaneous eruption β I had no coat with me which made the evidence difficult to hide. When I got in, I had to nip straight upstairs to change'. He laughed a bit sheepishly. Then I laughed with him and he looked at me and asked 'are you planning to take any more photos soon?'
'I might'
'I just thought I'd let you know that my wife's taking the children to stay with her mum next week in case you're interested as I'll have plenty of spare time if you need any prints done'. Just then my phone rang and our conversation was interrupted by work, but not quite before I managed to say 'Thanksβ¦. I'll let you know if anythingβ¦β¦'
When I got home, Chelle was waiting to greet me wearing one of my favourite summer dresses. I could tell that she was feeling randy the instant she put her arms round me. She was like a cat on heat rubbing against me and purring. It was a lovely late summer evening and she'd got an ice cold jug of Pimms ready. Still entwined we gravitated towards the garden and sat in a warm corner that always catches the last rays of the sun. It's quite hidden from view and, as she stretched out in front of me on a lounger, I began massaging her feet and calves. We started to talk about the w/e and what we might do if the weather stayed fine.
'Would you like to be my sexy lady again? I asked. She slid down a bit and I was now caressing her thighs. She parted her legs and raised her hem slightly. 'Oh yes please' she gulped as my hands reached the top of her leg β 'I'm so wet and horny already I'll do anything you want' I reached a bit further and she giggled wickedly as I discovered that she'd got no panties on. Her entire pussy was sopping wet and I teased her slit for a bit. Then I stopped and said 'No more until tomorrow but if you tempt me, sexy lady, I'll make you come until you beg me to stop' She pleaded with me to play with her some more there and then but I wanted her to be so horny tomorrow that she'd shed all her remaining inhibitions.
Next morning we decided we'd get the chores done as soon as possible, take a car ride after lunch and eat at a canal-side pub we knew of, on the way home. She wanted to start straight out but I reminded her that she needed to do the weekly shop first while I went in search of some wine and a couple or three new rolls of film for the camera.
'Oh goody, more photos' she grinned, putting on a thong, a pair of sandals, a skirt and skimpy top, in that order. Then, giving me a lovely lingering French kiss, she went off to the shops. She looked gorgeous and her silhouette against the sun's brightness was ravishing.
We were both back by mid-day and Chelle went to change. She emerged in a very short, loose, strappy, cotton print dress. It was pale blue and set off her lightly tanned skin perfectly.
The plain bodice was cut straight and low and showed a fair amount of her firm cleavage and I'd always enjoyed it when she wears it out to please me. Over it she'd thrown a very light crochet cardigan but I didn't know just then that she'd modified the dress. The naughty imp had cut a massive scoop out of the back right down to her bum and had used the spare fabric to make a bikini string to tie across the top at the back.
She brushed past me through the front door, giving my cock a little squeeze on the way as she skipped out to the car. As she went down the front path she slipped the cardigan off.
There was more of her back uncovered than covered. I love watching her strutting about in public now as I think her bare back is extremely sexy and the wobble of her boobs when she leaves off her bra has sent better men than me into orbit.
She hadn't tied the back too tightly and I could see the swell of her breasts in the gaps at the sides. She glanced over her shoulder, saw me looking and stuck her tongue out. 'What's the use of a sun dress if the sun can't get to you?' she reasoned sweetly. Who was I to argue, she took my breath away.
I could only sort of waddle after her around my bulge but I got my own back as I caught up with her to unlock the car, I put my hand right up her skirt between her cheeks, feeling her heat. She was laughing as I gave her a playful shove into her seat. We drove off and were soon beyond the built-up area.
Chelle has agreed to take over the story now.
Hi, I'm Chelle. Ever since the episode in the cinema, I've been constantly randy. I can't get it out of my mind. I love seeing the photos me b/f's taken of me and I'm hardly able to keep my hands from playing with myself wherever I am nowadays, when wicked thoughts creep into my head about being his naughty lady.