It has been a while since I posted a story. Twenty years or so. I have always enjoyed reading erotica and have had this story bouncing around in my head for years. There are ten plus chapters outlined and I hope to get them published here once a month or so. I welcome comments and suggestions.
Thanks to
AlphaBetaCajun
for editing.
Disclaimer: All characters are 18+. This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to persons living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Callie looked at herself in the mirror as she stood naked in the bedroom of her new house. She was fresh from the shower after an hour-long workout in their home gym. Having a former college athlete for a dad and being an all-state soccer player in high school, instilled in her a routine that carried her through college and into the start of her married life. She was small, only 4'11" and not quite 100 pounds. Her shoulder length white, blonde hair was in ponytail, her icy blue eyes stared back before glancing down her body. Her almost B cup boobs were pale against her tanned chest, little pink nipples capping them that seemed to be permanently erect. Her six pack abs led to a sparse tuft of pubic hair barely darker than her ponytail, her thighs and calves muscular from years of running and squats. She could see her clit peeking out from the top of her slit. She knew hers was bigger than average, and very sensitive. Turning, she grinned and ran her hands along her firm butt. She worked hard to stay in shape and was proud of her body.
"
I can't believe Dan WANTS this to happen
," she thought as she ran her hands through her pubes and up to her nipples with a shiver, "
We have shared a lot of kinky fantasies since we started dating, but this will take it to a new level if it happens
." She turned to her dresser and looked at the outfit Dan had laid out for her to wear.
She had met her husband of five months at the start of her sophomore year at UMass where he was a senior. It was a blind date set up by one of his friends, and they had hit it off immediately. He was quiet but funny and they had similar tastes in music and movies. He was a bit of a nerd, but she didn't mind. Neither of them was a virgin but they were very inexperienced sexually, so when they did start sleeping together, they were able to experiment and learn at the same time. She found out that Dan had a very kinky imagination hiding in his nerd brain, and even more surprising to her was the fact that she loved hearing his fantasies. They had not acted on many of them, but they did enjoy watching porn together and imagining themselves in various scenarios. She found that his openness toward sex allowed her to embrace her fantasies, and while she had shared many of them some she kept to herself not knowing how he would react.
They had moved into an apartment after her junior year at UMass while Dan was in his second year of the MBA program at Brandeis. Being in an apartment meant they could indulge themselves sexually, and they did so eagerly. Dan had a group of guys he played D&D and video games with regularly, and their apartment had become the gathering spot. Dan's biggest turn on was seeing Callie flirt with and tease his friends, something she never thought she would like. With Dan's encouragement she found that it was a huge thrill seeing guys look at her with raw lust in their eyes. She wore leggings and tiny shirts anyway, so it wasn't too difficult for her to give Dan's friends an eyeful of her camel toe, or to make sure her nipples were extra pokey in a tight shirt. She even bought some size XXS yoga shorts that fit her waist perfectly while leaving a third of her toned ass uncovered. The sex when his friends left was always fantastic as they discussed who stared the most and how sexy she felt being the center of attention.
Dan began telling her how hot it would be for her to show even more, even hinting that he would like to see her with another guy. The thought did get her wet, but she did not see her working up the nerve to do anything so bold. She did let him talk her into going out in a short skirt with no panties. She rarely wore a bra anyway because her boobs were so perky. She was sure a few guys saw her bare ass when she bent over while they were out in the city, and as they ate at a small bistro Dan's hand stayed between her legs teasing her clit the whole time. She could feel her juices slick on her thighs the rest of the afternoon, and when they got to their apartment she pushed him onto the couch, freeing his 4" cock and riding it until he came in her tight pussy. She had never cum from fucking Dan, but loved the way he made her feel like the sexiest woman in the world. After he rolled off of her she ran her hand down to her swollen clit and rubbed it to a quick orgasm.
They were married NYE 2022 after they both graduated, Callie with her BA in Elementary Education and Dan with an MBA to back up his BA in Finance. He accepted a job with a major firm in Nashville, so after a honeymoon to Jamaica they found a local realtor and purchased a house outside of Nashville. Neither had ever been far from the northeast so there was definite culture shock for them! While in Jamaica on their honeymoon Dan had continued urging Callie to show off. He even convinced her to buy a white thong bikini while out shopping. The front was so narrow she had to trim her already sparse pubes into a thin strip to keep from showing them, and the triangles of the top was about 2" wide, leaving the majority of her small boobs exposed. The hungry looks she got from the men, and many women, had her horny the entire week.
The house they bought in Tennessee was one of six in a small cul-de-sac near Brentwood, where they were by far the youngest on the street. Their immediate neighbors were the Wards, a 50ish couple with a son and daughter both in college, and James Dockery, a 60-year-old widower with a grown son in Wyoming. The Wards both worked, and while they were friendly, they mostly kept to themselves. James, however, immediately became their unofficial guide to their new home state. He had lived there for 30 years. He owned a machine shop near there and had sold it a year ago. His wife had passed away 4 years ago, and it was obvious after getting to know him that despite his outgoing nature he was lonely. Dan and Callie's house was a nice two story that needed a few updates, and Dan was happy to have James' expert advice. Callie was planning on starting grad school in the fall, but for now she was working getting the house put together and overseeing the renovations they had planned, mainly the kitchen and master bath. Dan was working 60+ hours per week, with his drive into Nashville meaning he was gone from 7:00 AM until 7:00 PM most weekdays and some Saturdays.
With Dan working so much, and being far from home with no friends, Callie began to spend more and more time with James. Dan was glad she had someone to help around the house as he wasn't much of a handyman. He had gotten to know James also from being around him on weekends and found him to be a great guy. Even though James had never gone to college he was very well read. They were both hockey and baseball fans, which gave them something else to talk about. Dan let James know that he was glad Callie had someone to help her with odd jobs around the house as well as someone to keep her company in their new place. When the three of them were together Dan could see that James and Callie had quickly gotten comfortable with each other. They talked like old friends, and Dan was happy to relax and let them carry the conversation. He also couldn't help but imagine what his tiny wife would look like naked beneath the big old man. He noticed that while James couldn't help but look at Callie's perky nipples and sexy butt in her revealing clothes, he never tried to cop a feel or stare too long. Even when she gave him a goodnight hug and kiss on the cheek his big hands never strayed.
James was happy to help with small jobs around their house, from replacing old ceiling fans and light switches to going with her to get supplies from the hardware store or to pick out plants for their yard. They usually got a few looks from other customers. James was 6'2" with short gray hair. It was apparent he had done physical work his whole life; his hands were callused, and his chest was broad and muscled, even though with age he had put on some weight. Callie was over a foot shorter, petite and very pretty. Also, ever since Dan had shared his fetish for her flirting, she rarely wore clothes that didn't draw eyes to her. Her typical 'work around the house' clothes consisted of leggings or yoga shorts and a tank top or long-sleeved shirt, with running shoes. A few times she and James had gone out to look at design ideas and then went to lunch, and on those occasions, she wore a cute sundress or a miniskirt. She wore shoes with 2-3" heels because she was so short, and because she knew they made her legs look even better. Even with heels on the top of her head barely reached James' chest.
Callie enjoyed having someone to bounce renovation ideas off. They had lunch together most days, either at home or out with James taking Callie to local places he liked. Callie was aware of James' eyes on her, and it made her feel sexy. She knew she had a bit of a daddy complex, and James was certainly daddy material in her eyes. As the weeks went on, she told Dan how close they were becoming. He asked her more than once if James had made any moves on her, but she assured him they were just friends. At that Dan laughed and started in a singsong voice, "Callie has a boyfriend, Callie has a boyfriend..."
