The Unwrapping of Carmen

Carmen

Carmen was 38 years old and 10 pounds heavier since her divorce. She had a sad face partly because of the way the divorce happened. It was not a sudden blast. Their marriage deteriorated like the slow drip of a faucet. Starting almost in the first year of marriage and deteriorating bit by bit each year over 14 years. She also had reached the plateau of her job as at a large PR firm. Public Relations was not a people person business so much any more. It was now being take over by the young who had advanced knowledge of social media. She woke up in the mornings tired and felt tired all day.

She was about 5'5" tall and had long black hair which she brushed brushed frequently to give it an amazing shine. She had the dark complexion of her Italian father and Indian mother. She had large brown eyes and a strong nose. The weight she had gained settled in her breasts, butt and thighs. She had 36C breasts which her husband often complimented on. She dressed conservatively and only left two button of her blouses unbuttoned.

One day she went to a jewelry store intending to buy a little diamond or pearl necklace that would hang a few inches under her neck like the female newscasters wear.

The gentleman helping her was very patient while she tried on a variety of options.

She was having trouble deciding but the salesman would not let her go. "Here try this one, I think you will like it." he'd say.

He was quite insistent and Carmen was becoming irritated with him. Then she realized that the third button of her blouse had popped and the entire time she was trying on necklaces the salesman had a clear unobstructed view of her deep cleavage.

She quickly left the store pulling her blouse together with her hands until she was in her car and could button the third button. Her heart was beating quickly and she kept thinking of the salesman's face and how she was exposed to him. Something about the whole thing terrified her and she felt as though she had been violated. But there was also a strange thrilling excitement that kept her heart beating fast. When she got back to her apartment she could not keep the salesman out of her mind and later during the night she was jolted awake by a violent orgasm.

Suddenly her life seemed to change. The jewelry store incident made her feel alive again. She felt desired. And she wanted to continue to experience the sexual terror and the surge of blood through her veins. The rapid heart beat. The terrifying sexuality of being visually violated. She wasn't exactly sure how to proceed but she badly wanted to be in the situation again. To be desired. To see and feel the effect her body had on others.

She began to caress her breasts each night after work. They were exceptional. Large and tear drop shaped with a deep dark areola and lighter nipple. The nipple hardening slightly as she ran her fingers across them and became very hard and sensitive when she squeezed them between her thumb and index finger. She liked to watch her breasts in the bathroom mirror while she massaged them. Her breast were becoming the center of her sexuality and she thought she could enhance them.

She bought a variety of bras and tried them on at home to see how they accentuated her breasts. She tried them on with various blouses and took selfies in a mirror so she could review how she looked in different outfits in various poses. She particularly liked a fairly sheer bra that pushed her boobs up higher and barely covered her nipples. When she wore a blouse with three buttons undone and looked at her selfie, her heart beats quickened. She tried on a loose open top blouse and bent over and took a selfie and she shivered with excitement when she looked at it.

But it took her a few weeks to build up courage to try out the outfits for real. For a trial, she decided to go shopping at a grocery store. Just walking around with the three buttons of her blouse undone had her trembling. Just passing a man and smiling at him filled her with a welcomed terror. She would also hold the faces of attractive women. Occasionally, if she was in an aisle with a man she would bend, pretending to examine an item. God, she was heating up.

She continued shopping for awhile and then went to the checkout line. One of the part time college boys was manning the register. Carmen slowly bent down to take items out of her shopping cart giving the young man an eyeful. Her blood was hot running through her veins. Then, instead of paying with credit card she used her checkbook and slowly wrote a check all the while bending over facing him. She imagined him growing hard. She smiled at him as she left and he looked stunned. She promptly went home and shed her clothes and rubbed her pussy thinking the young checker was probably stroking his cock in the bathroom thinking of her. Carmen's shaking orgasm reinforced her desire to show a glimpse her breasts to others.

She was gaining confidence and loved the sexual feeling this teasing gave her.

She also joined a health club and began exercising and toning her body. She avoided the 40 yr old men who wore their caps on backwards like they were 20 years old and also the grunters who made loud noise dropping their heavy weights. Those two groups seemed so juvenile. But she enjoyed the classes that left her tired but proud. And she liked it when she caught people in the class looking at her. She worked hard and it paid off. Much of the excess weight was gone and she was feeling very good about her body.

She was not so obvious about showing her breasts at work but she wore different styles of blouses that were somewhat more revealing. And she began to wear her hair in all kinds of creative styles. Sometimes in her cubicle she would open the third button. She was in a much more cheerful mood at work, smiling and talking with all the workers, particularly Lois, one of the younger workers.

One Friday afternoon Lois asked Carmen if she would like to stop over at her apartment for a drink. Carmen agreed and they had wine and cheese and crackers and talked about work.

They had several more glasses of wine and were giggling and laughing about different fellow workers when Lois jumped up and said, "I love this song, let's dance." It was a slow dreamy ballad and Lois held Carmen close. When the song ended, Lois kissed Carmen on her lips. When Carmen felt a tongue enter her mouth she felt her face warming and she kissed back passionately. It had been a long time since she kissed anyone.

They ended up in the bedroom and lost their clothes. Lois spent much time erotically pleasing Carmen's breasts then got up on her knees, one knee left of Carmen's head the other right of Carmen's head and she lowered her hips and fucked Carmen's mouth with her pussy while holding on to the headboard. Lois rocked her hips rapidly, came fast and fell on the bed in a heap. Carmen held Lois close and had an orgasm rubbing her pussy on Lois's thigh. They fell asleep and Carmen left before Lois woke up.

The next Monday, Carmen told Lois she loved the time with her but that it was a one nighter.

"You are 21. I'm 38. We share so little. I really like you very much but...it's not what I want."

Lois said, "I get it." And kissed Carmen's cheek.

Carmen's exhibition continued in Department stores, restaurants, gas stations and other retail stores. It became like a cocaine habit for Carmen. She was a little more adventurous each time and the thrill was equally intense. She wanted more each time and soon purchased blouses that would allow her to go braless. Tight deep V-necks, a single wide band bandeau, and loose low neck blouses in various colors.

Most required a slight forward bend on her part for breast exposure. She once went to a lumber yard and flirted with the three men behind the counter. Of course, she had to bend over to examine the three different bathroom window shades they offered. "Oh, Maybe I'll just skip the shades." she said with a smile.

"Oh yea?" they said in unison. And they looked at each other and asked, " Where exactly do you live?"

Carmen shook her index finger at them. "Oh you boys have dirty minds." she said smiling. She knew she had raced their engines and her pussy was warm as well.

There were several more weeks of braless adventures and by now she was feeling fully confident in her ability to arouse people which also aroused her to the point of thoroughly soaking her panties. But she felt she had reached the apex of intensity with the braless routine.

The next step was leaving her panties at home when she went out. She began not wearing panties at work as the first step. She loved the cool blast of air on her pussy when she got up and left her cubicle. She also felt others knew that she was not wearing panties and that made her hot. There were no pantie lines on her skirts and no thong marks visible on her hips. And she wore tight skirts that were increasingly shorter. At times, she became so aroused at the office that she would escape to the washroom to tend to her juicy pussy.

Once at a grocery store, she was squatting trying to find a tin of tea on a lower shelf and looked up to see a man eying her from the end of the aisle. He obviously had a lengthy view of her hairy bush. She rose slowly and continued shopping.

As she was leaving the store, the man followed her out and said, "Thank you for the show." He held out his hand to her and said,"I'm Tony."She shook Tony's hand and gave him her name and walked away.

A few days later she boarded an empty bus. Another man then entered. It was Tony sitting in a seat facing her about 10' away. She met his eyes and then looked out the window spreading her legs. Her skirt moved up on her legs. She spread her legs even more and then moved her feet so that only her toes were touching the floor. She looked out the window as though this was all accidental. She let Tony view her pussy for many minutes. She was warm all over and her nipples were big as gum drops. When she finally looked at Tony he was running his tongue across his upper lip.

When Carmen exited the bus close to her apartment building, Tony followed. He caught up to her and said, "You are very naughty."

She walked faster and ran up the stairs of her building and put in her code and entered the building. Tony caught the door before it could shut. Carmen ran to her first floor apartment and was struggling with keys to open the door when Tony caught her. "You are a dirty girl." he said. Carmen was terrified and was shaking. Tony turned her around and pressed into her. He was tall and well built. His face was square and weathered. He was so manly. He looked like an athlete. She smelled his cologne. His blue eyes were drilling into hers. "Open the door, I won't hurt you." Once inside, he kissed her, holding her close. Carmen squirmed a bit, but she could feel her pussy becoming wet. Tony kissed her neck, her ear and then her mouth again and he had a hand on her ass holding her tight. His other hand now was inside Carmen's blouse and was rubbing her breast and teasing her nipples. Carmen was melting and she had a hand around his neck pulling his mouth to hers.

Tony led her into the bedroom and removed her blouse and passionately worked her breast with his mouth and hands. He removed her skirt and told her to get on the bed on her hands and knees. He was standing on the floor and he pulled Carmen so that her knees were at the very edge of the side of the bed. "Spread your legs more," he demanded. "You are very naughty and you deserve to be punished." and swatted her her butt cheek. She let out a whimper. He rubbed her inner thighs and ran a hand over her pussy. "You are a slut!" he shouted and slapped the other butt cheek. He ran his fingers over her pussy rubbing her juices over her clit. "You are going to stop being naughty." More slaps. Carmen now had her forearms on the bed. She was still on her knees. "Do you understand me, dirty girl?" he asked.

Carmen whimpered "Yes." Tony slapped her again and began ramming two fingers into her wet hairy folds.

"From now on, you only show your body to me!" Tony shouted. "Me alone. You are mine. Nobody else will see what I see." he said. Tony then pulled his zipper down took his cock out and rammed it in Carmen's hot pussy. He pounded and pounded and pulled her ass hard to him and came breathing hard.

He collapsed on top of her and then pulled her up the bed next to him. He kissed her and played with her breast and said, "You are mine sweet heart. And I am yours." They kissed for several minutes and then he pushed her head down and she sucked him until he was hard again.

She had not been fucked for almost two years and she was filled with heat. She crawled on top of Tony and rode him wildly until her face turned into a painful visage and she bucked and screamed and collapsed off him sexually exhausted. Tony had come again as well and they held each other enjoying the post coital after glow.

Carmen walked Tony to the door and asked, "When will I see you again?"

"Tomorrow...and every day after that." he said smiling. "But no more of your nonsense."he said.

"I'll save all my nonsense just for you!" she cooed grinning.