There is no under age in this story or any of my stories.
I had heard some of the rumors but not nearly all of them. But the ones I had heard were very positive for making lots of money in our area. Once you were invited to join it opened doors that could be opened no other way. And you had to be invited to join. I knew people who had lived there all of their lives who did not belong and never would. I had no idea why.
My wife Kayreen and I had moved to Line Rock Four years ago and we loved the town. We bought our home and I opened our business there. I am a CPA and investment broker. I also sell insurances, both life and home owner. Kayreen is my partner and runs our office. We are open 8am to 5pm and we both are there most of the time. Our business has become very successful over the few years we have been in business.
I actually had no idea what the Club was or what it was about. Nor did I really care. Kayreen is much more connected to the important people of our little town than I am. Kay's family was mildly well off so she was used to maybe being slightly important. My family was filthy rich but I ran with a very common crowd. So I am kind of an odd duck in that being important has never been a me thing.
It has always seemed to be a little bit more of a thing for Kay. My guess is my wife has found out much more about the Club than she was to know, but she dug until she did. Me I just really didn't care.
I met Kayreen Middleton our first year in college. She is a very bright young woman which isn't what caught my eye at first at all. Kay is more than pretty, she is actually beautiful. But what caught my eye were her nipples. They were very hard and not in a bra. The blouse she wore gave you a fantastic view of just exactly what her perky nicely sized breasts looked like.
She was with her high school boyfriend at the time who was with her at school just for that week. He'd decided on law school out east which didn't begin until the following week. The fact that they were sexually active was very plain to see. His hand rested on the nicely curved cheek of her ass most of the time. When Kay is sexually active with a man she wants to be shown off as such.
My wife is 5' 3" and 120 pounds of very sexy full blown female. Our relationship was not without some false starts. I was not impressed with her put on display as her boy friend's conquest at our college. It put the EASY stamp on her from the very start. And as soon as he went off to his college a long string of jocks began the quest of being her next lover.
It soon got around that my future wife was not the easy mark everyone including me had figured she was. It soon got around that she maybe could be done but if was going to be a long term hard work conquest. Most guys were not interested in that kind of deal. That is when I became interested. I decided that I would put the work into becoming her next lover. And I ask her out.
As I said my parents are filthy rich. I was bon into it. I also was blessed with good looks and I like people. So I get along well and I am told easy to look at. I spend very little time looking into mirrors. Kay can do enough of that for us both. But she is much better looking than I am. And much more so when she has nothing on.
So Kay and I began to date midway our first year in college. I worked hard on us, not just getting her pants off and we began to find that we might be a real couple. Love? Actual love? Maybe? I found that I actually liked the young woman under all the fluff on top. I began to feel more for her than I had ever thought I could in the start.
Sex with Kay came naturally and comfortably and she was very good at it. We did discuss experience and she admitted to being involved with a couple of high school partners. Including her law school friend. She admitted she had been partners sexually with 4 different boys in high school After she was a senior and 18.. Not enough to have been a slut, but enough to become known as do able.
She admitted the boys she was active with bragged they were and she had let them. She enjoyed her notable sexual activity. She enjoyed hands on her as she was with the guys she was active with. She even admitted to me that she had been active with two guys at the same time when moving from one to another. She said she found it exciting to be having sex with two men.
Her old boy friend came back to school to see her and she told me he was coming for a weekend. And would I be okay if she spent time with him while he was here. We were not a real thing and I saw no reason to tell her no. The weekend came and went and I saw nothing of them over that weekend.
I didn't see anything of her for a week after and only then because she called me. She then ask if we were still seeing each other or if I was upset she had spent time with him? I wasn't upset I had just been busy. She then ask if I had heard of something very crazy she had done over that weekend. I told her I hadn't. We returned to dating that week and our sexual fun as well.
During the next few weeks we talked more and more about the weekend with him.
"David I had planned to let him down easily and tell him about us. But we had a few drinks and our sex had always been fun. I found myself with him in my bed enjoying him again."
"As you know we have never spoken of being a couple. You are single and I could not expect you to be any different with him. You care about him."
"That is true but you don't know where my weekend finally went, I am so ashamed of myself. But I have never felt so sexy in my life. But I can not even think about what I did."
"So Kay what did you do that you are so ashamed of?"
"David, I am not sure I can even say it out loud?"
"Oh come on it can't be that bad. You said you have never felt so sexy? What did he get you to do?"
"Keith took me to a dance club out on the edge of town that he found when he was here before school started. We had drank lots before going out there to dance. We were dancing and he was teasing me about showing my tits off, which is something he has always wanted me to do. I had on the sexy blouse that clings to my tits."
"The one you were wearing the first time I saw you?"
