The next morning Julie's entire body was aching with the most glorious tenderness. Her nipples and pussy throbbed with the most delicious raw sensitivity and when she tried to dress it was more than she could take. The silken material of her dress, titillated her hypersensitive skin and nipples, leaving her trembling with desire and unable to concentrate on anything else. She called in sick to work and walked around the house naked all day, but memories of her orgasms in front of the public crowd left her trembling all over.
Around noon a messenger arrived at their doorstep. Julie greeted him naked and signed for the package while he ogled her with his mouth hanging open. She figured that her naked form was enough of a tip and shut the door in his face. Inside the package was a note from Lisa, thanking her for the modeling and exhibition in her display window. A video of her display windows performance and $30,000 in cash were also in the envelope. The topper was a warm and loving note from John inviting her to another session in the display window, anytime she wanted.
She texted Fred and let him know about the package and he told her he would be back soon from his business trip. She watched the video and once again felt scorching passion rule her body. She watched John's manipulation and torment of her bound form and it seemed hotter than remembered. She realized that during a good portion of the show she was lost in sub-space and didn't even register half of the things he did to her.
If Fred had not been on a business trip, she would've begged him to take her over and over again, reliving last night's hedonistic debauchery. As it was, she teased herself all morning long, bringing herself to multiple orgasms as the day progressed. Julie was in a primordial fever all day long dreaming of John, his touch, his torment and she knew it was from last night's orgasmic overload. This time her dreams were about John and not Fred. He had done things to her that she never dreamed of and even a day later her body trembled with the memories.
Julie was insatiable and her orgasms were more powerful and more plentiful than she had ever remembered. It took every ounce of composure she had not to go to the store and demand that John take her again. She watched herself live up to everything a fiery redhead should be, wildly passionate, unpredictably provocative and enthusiastically ravenous. Dinner wound up being left overs in the refrigerator and that night she continued to watch the tape they made of her, over and over until she was exhausted.
Julie went to work the next morning, but was only marginally better than the day before. Her whole body was still sensitive and it didn't take much to send tremors through her sexual core. Her mind wasn't much better, because she kept drifting into arousing daydreams that left her longing for John's hands on her body. Her boss gave her slight reprimand, with all of her sick days lately and even when she was at work her mind wasn't. He told her he needed her there all the time, but Julie knew her mind had been taken over by erotic fantasies and work was someplace she really didn't want to be. Stephanie once again saw the passionately distracted look on Julies face and took her out to lunch to find out how things were going. After hearing Julie's story, she decided that they needed to take the rest of the day off.
Stephanie's perfect hourglass figure was trembling with desire after hearing about Julie's day and night at the store. She wanted some of this too and begged Julie to take her to the store. That was all it took for Julie to give in to her ravenous craving for John's sexual torment. She had fought her hunger for more of John's touch, of John's anguish, but all it took was Stephanie's suggestion and all her resolve vanished.
Stephanie dragged Julie to her car and as soon as they were both safely ensconced, she tore out of the parking lot. Julie gave her directions, but Stephanie drove like a maniac trying to get to the store as soon as possible. Her reckless speed was not the only indicator of her desperate longing, because her distended nipples were threatening to rip open her blouse and the car was thick with the scent of her arousal. Stephanie had to admit that she knew exactly what Stephanie was feeling because she was just as frantic for John's touch.
As they arrived at the store the sidewalk was thick with people watching the show through the display window. Stephanie's car slid into an open parking spot and both Stephanie and Julie bailed out all the car to watch the show in the window. They pushed through the crowd and the minute they saw the display, Stephanie gasp and trembled as she grabbed Julie's arm.
In the display window was a lithe petite blonde that probably weighed 90 pounds soaking wet. She had a cute pixie face, which at the moment was a mask of blissful erotic torment. She was sitting on the exact same device that Julie had endured several nights before and John was standing behind her with his cat of nine tails driving her hips into the unrelenting vibrator. The nipples on her delectable breasts were elongated as the nipple clamps strained to keep her seated on the Sybian. Her slender body jerked wildly in an orgasmic frenzy, while her legs convulsed in an outburst of explosive ecstasy.
Stephanie trembled in sympathetic passion and her fingernails dug into Julie's arm. While her eyes were glued to the blonde in the window, her free hand was frantically rubbing her clit. Julie watched her best friend shivering with erotic yearning pulsing through her body and suddenly Lisa popped into her mind. Her soft sensuous kisses and hard demanding fingers had taken her to places that she never dreamed of.
Stephanie was after all her best friend and she was standing next to her in passionate torment. She wondered exactly what Lisa would do in this situation and the answer was so obvious that she took immediate action. Julie pulled Stephanie in front of her and raised both of her arms until they were over her head. One of Julie's hands began teasing her breasts and distended nipples, while the other hand took over the duties of playing with her engorged clit.
Stephanie moaned and sagged backwards into Julie's body, turning herself over to Julie's manipulation of her body. Very quickly Julie realized that Stephanie had on too many clothes and they were blocking her attempts at relieving her friends torment. She quickly unbuttoned Stephanie's blouse and opened her front closure bra exposing her spectacular breasts to the crowd around them.
Julie knew Stephanie was just as much an exhibitionist as she was. As she rolled her nipple between her thumb and forefinger, she muttered into her ear, "The crowd all around us is staring at me playing with your breasts. You're making everyone just as hot as the girl window."
Caught up in Julie's words and the scene in front of her, Stephanie whimpered, sagged against Julie and thrust her hips into Julie's probing fingers. Once again, the fabric of Stephanie's clothing was in the way and Julie quickly stripped her pants and panties to her knees. Stephanie was naked from her knees to the top of her head standing on a public sidewalk, tightly surrounded by a crowd of voyeurs. Her eyes never left John's torment of the tiny blonde behind the windows and Julie's hands never stopped teasing her nipples, pussy and clit.