Showing Sanne

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Right after the shower incident I raced back to work and was a complete waste of space for the rest of the day as my mind was reliving what had happened. Part of me was pissed with myself for not having stroked for Sanne the rest of me was unsure what to do next. That night Sanne asked if Dee and I would like to have dinner with her and her boyfriend at a local restaurant as her treat for us letting her stay with us.

This was fine and although I'd never met her boyfriend, John, we got on right from the off as we supported the same football team and had other similar interests. During the meal we all got quite drunk and as we ordered our 5th bottle of wine it happened! Sanne told the story of catching me in the shower. I was horrified and must have gone even redder than I already was from the booze. Dee was laughing thankfully and Sanne told an abridged version that didn't include seeing my erection or watching me dry and dress.

John teased Sanne saying it was probably deliberate as she is such a pervert and was always looking at cocks when she could. Dee then recounted a story of how when Sanne was 18 she had tricked half the college rugby team into going out onto the field naked and then locking them out of the clubhouse. Dee went on to say she would only let the ones with hard dicks back into the clubhouse, so of course being the horny teenagers they were they obliged giving the girls hockey team quite a show.

That night when we got in I asked Dee what she thought about Sanne wanting to eye me up naked. Dee said she didn't really give a shit provided nothing came of it, stressing that if I fucked her she'd castrate me! We then had some pretty amazing sex (considering how drunk we were) as we listened to John making Sanne scream with pleasure.

The next day I threw on my silk robe and went down to the kitchen to nurse my hang-over with coffee and toast only to find John cooking bacon and eggs. It took a few moments but I realised he was bare-ass naked. It was a lovely summer's morning and the thunder storm from the day before had cleared the air nicely. I asked John where Sanne was and he said she was taking a shower and had sent him down to make breakfast. I suggested he cover up so as not to burn his 'todger' but he said that Sanne would be pissed at him if he did that without permission. I realised she had some kind of hold over him but he didn't seem too worried about it at all, in fact he said it with a sort of glee in his voice.

As he plated up their breakfast I couldn't help but realise he wasn't that 'big' in the dick department, perhaps similar to mine, which seemed odd for a woman fascinated by cock like Sanne. John saw me look and I apologised saying that I did it without realising. He laughed and called me a 'Gay Boy', a sarcastic tone in his voice. I laughed it off and he said he'd better run along as Sanne would be waiting for him. He asked if we had a tray he could borrow as he had made a fair bit of food: two plates of bacon and eggs, two plates of toast and marmalade and two glasses of apple juice. The tray wasn't in the usual place so I offered to help him carry it up.

We took it all up and John suggested he check Sanne was decent before I went into her room. I said she'd not offered me such a privilege and he said it was best for us both to do as he said so I waited outside. He took his plates in and I heard him speak to her and her voice came from her en-suite bathroom. John called me in and I set down the breakfast on her dressing table. I looked towards her bathroom and the door was slightly ajar allowing me to see Sanne bent over the sink brushing her teeth. She had a towel around her but it was barely big enough to cover her backside, the leaning over process allowing me to see the crease of her buttocks where they meet her legs and the faintest sight of her crack. Her legs are too big to allow any view to her pussy but it was a nice view none-the-less. I felt a stirring and my cock rose a little under my gown.

I then noticed she was looking at me surreptitiously in the partly steamed up mirror so I went to make a quick retreat.

"TONY!" Sanne called me back and as I turned around she walked towards me and pushed the bedroom door shut to keep me in her room with John.

"You dirty little fucker!" She called me. "You were trying to sneak a peek of me weren't you?"

I tried to deny it but was caught and knew it.

"I suppose you've got a stiff cock now don't you?" She stated in a stern voice. I denied that too but she was having none of it and then suggested I thought she must be ugly then. Again I was at a loss for words and looked over to John who put his hands up in a sort of surrender and mouthed that I should leave him out of this.

I tried to escape by suggesting I had better get Dee some breakfast, my headache now lost to a sort of 'butterflies in the stomach' feeling. "What if I told Dee you were spying on me?" I didn't know what to say so just said that it was probably best not to. Sanne then boldly said that as a penalty I must remove my robe so she can have revenge.

I did explain that she had seen it all before but she insisted I must else she would go and see Dee right now. I pointed out that John was in the room and she called me a homophobe and that I had seen his so what would it matter anyway. I was actually quite keen to get 'it' out for Sanne again but having John there made me a little apprehensive. Sanne sensed my apprehension so took the lead and pulled the string on my gown then pulled it off my shoulders leaving me totally naked with a semi erection that had arrived without me really realising.

"You fucking dirty pervert Tony! I bet you were about to go and jack off over what you saw weren't you!" Sanne was grinning as she belittled me. I said I wasn't and again she suggested I thought she was ugly but I told her she was very sexy. Sanne stepped back and sort of posed in front of me, wafting her towel to show as much leg as possible without showing any pussy, then turning and lifting the towel totally giving John a view of her pussy and me her bum. As she turned back to me she covered up again then moved her towel a bit to show more of those awesome tits just short of exposing a nipple though.

By now I was fully hard and saw that John too was totally hard too. Sanne made a comment about having two hard cocks for her to tease, then looked between us back and forth like she was watching tennis then looked at John and said to get her tape measure from the needlework bag in the bottom. We looked at each other knowing exactly where this was going but he didn't disobey her and found it quickly, almost as if he'd done this before. Sanne went back into the bathroom and gave me a little treat. She bent right over as if to pick up her dressing gown but deliberately kept her ankles quite far apart to show me her pussy. It was just perfect! Plump and puffy with a soft appearance, a shaven mound and clear glistening of moisture. Sadly it was over in a second or two as she stood with her back to me, dropped the towel exposing her backside for a brief second before covering up with a big towelling dressing gown.

Sanne took the dressmakers tape measure and ordered John to stand next to me. He too was a hard and I was now throbbing again. Sanne knelt in front of him and measured his cock carefully from the underside and taking far longer than necessary. She called out that John was 16.2cm and then shuffled over to me, my cock just inches from her face as she grabbed my cock and began to measure me. Like with John this took ages but I wanted it to go on forever. Sanne berated me for twitching too much and I apologised saying I couldn't help it, that my cock had a mind of its own. Eventually Sanne called out 15.7cm. She gave my dick a mild slap and stood up.

"Sorry Tony but you lose. Fuck off and sort yourself out. John wins so he gets a hand-job!" I was dumbfounded and didn't know what to do. "Come on Tony, fuck off!" Sanne said again as she began to stroke Johns cock. I picked up my robe and left them to it. I went to see if I could get a fuck out of Dee but she told me to fuck off too as she felt like shit from all that booze so I went down and had a monster wank in the lounge. I shot a huge load into the air as I relived the scene from before.

I saw Sanne and John very briefly before they went of to his parents house and I had to spend the day nursing Dee's hangover. Mine miraculously was gone!