This is actually part of the first story I wrote. The chapters should be read in order in order to make sense. There are 11 chapters (so far) and they contain many themes of group sex, loving wives, incest, and exhibitionism. I will try to put them in the right categories.
You will notice that some of the chapters are almost duplicates of stories I've already published. That's because those stories were taken out of this one and edited to be stand alone pieces. They are:
Becoming a slut at my summer job
Becoming a hot mom
A girl needs comfort
Watching the pool party
Friends and family miss the playoffs.
In this context they are part of a larger narrative. Here those stories are longer and contain other topics as well. Enjoy.
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Wednesday
I got into the office and headed to my desk. As I did I looked in the bosses office. He was on the phone. But better than that Amanda was naked on her knees sucking his cock while he was on the phone. Amanda saw me come in and waved to me. I smiled and waved back.
While I was working Ginny texted me.
"Still coming tonight?"
"Yes."
"You'll never guess what happened last night," she texted
"What?"
"Mom and I are sitting in the kitchen reviewing snacks for tonight's game. We were just chatting when out of the blue she asks, 'If it's a game and we're serving, should we all wear something special? You know, give the guys a treat.'
"I was stunned. 'Like what?' I asked.
"'Team jerseys as dresses?' she suggested.
"I was stunned. I told her that sounded cool. She offered to go buy them. So I guess we have uniforms for tonight."
"OK," I said. "I'll grab some short running shorts to wear under it.
"Kinda what I figured too," she replied.
"OK, see you tonight."
I got back to work. Cathy texted me and said her mom is running around in a short robe, making snacks and stuff. She keeps saying she can't wait for the game.
I texted back to have fun.
I got back to work. At one point I looked up. Julie was sitting on Amanda's desk getting her pussy eaten. Well good for her, I thought.
I finished up for the day, ran home, showered and changed. I pulled on a tight short pair of running shorts, nothing underneath, and a top. I headed to Ginny's.
Mr. H was sitting in the living room looking nervous. He looked at his wife, then me and said ,"Hi Tina."
Mrs. H said hi and told me Ginny was upstairs. I asked if I could help in the kitchen. Mrs. H said she was all caught up.
Ricky heard me come in, came running downstairs and gave me a huge hug. Mrs. H raised an eyebrow and said, "Hugs? That's new."
I answered that he was kinda cute so who could resist. She laughed and agreed he was kinda cute.
"Awe mom," said Ricky and ran back upstairs.
I headed to Ginny's room. Mrs. H said she'd be right up. When I saw Ginny she was in just a robe. She looked at my shorts and said, "that looks good, I'll go with that."
We hung out and waited for Mrs. H. Soon she came upstairs. She had a bag from the sports shop with her. It had 2 jerseys in it.
She looked at me and said, "I'm glad you decided to come. Everyone enjoyed the last game here so much the invited 4 other people."
I thought back. Including Ginny's dad that's 7 guys. 8 with Ricky. The guys must have talked at work. I doubt they believed but wanted to see for themselves. I thought it was funny since Mrs. H was around, it was probably just going to be a game.
She reached in the bag and handed us each a team jersey. When she left we tried them on. She'd obviously paid attention to size. Both just, and I mean barely, covered our asses when we stood up. We were both wearing shorts so no big deal. The tops were v neck and loose. Neither of us was wearing a bra. If we bent forward you could easily see our tits.
Mrs. H came back to get us. She needed help in the kitchen. She just opened the door and called us. Then she looked at us and came in the room. We just stared wide mouthed. Mrs H's shirt covered her no more than ours covered us and it seemed she wasn't wearing shorts with it. Just a lot of leg.
"Those aren't meant to be worn with shorts," she said.
I protested. I have no idea why. I loved the idea of taking the shorts off. I just thought I should protest.
"Ummm... Mrs. H... I'm not wearing panties " I mumbled.
Mrs. H laughed. She grabbed her shirt and pulled it to her waist. She was naked from the waist down.
"Neither am I," she said.
We both looked shocked. She laughed and then started to explain. It seems they installed video surveillance last year. When she was cleaning she found a pair of panties in the couch. They weren't hers and she was pretty sure they were too small for Ginny. She went and watched the tape for the weekend and she saw us in the living room during the game. She watched us teasing the guys and thought it looked like a lot of fun, but she needed backup.
We both laughed and told her we'd back her up. After she left we both asked each other the same question. Does that mean she saw what happened after?
We stripped off our shorts and went downstairs. I admit the 3 of us looked hot. Hometown honey hot. All American girls ready to support their team.
The guys started coming in. The 4 new guys were starting to believe what they'd heard. At least the part about us being hot. We were introduced. I actually paid no attention. I didn't need to know their names.
Us girls started serving drinks. That involve a lot of bending over, the guys behind us saw a bit of ass. The guys in front of us looking down our jerseys. It was fun. The guests, even the old ones who had seen us show off, could not believe what they were seeing. Mr. H just sat there with a proud look on his face.
By this time every guy in the room had figured out we weren't wearing underwear. We were finished serving. We asked if anyone needed anything else. They said no. Mrs. H said, "Let's go watch the game."
We went in the living room. Mrs. H took the spot Ginny had before on the arm of Mr. H's chair. Her top slid up and exposed a little side of her ass. She leaned into him to give us a better look.
Ginny and I looked around. There was nowhere to sit. There was a couch and two folding chairs. All taken. There were four guys on the couch. Mrs. H suggested the guys wouldn't mind if we sat on their laps.
The guys pretty much tried to kill themselves assuring us it was OK for us to sit on their laps. We laughed and said OK. We positioned ourselves sitting on the laps of the guys on either end. We swung our legs up on the laps of the other guys. As we did our shirts pulled up. I'm sure the guys at the opposite ends of the couch could see our pussies and the guys we were leaning on could look right down our tops. I was pretty sure the guys in the chairs could see our pussies too. The whole scene was making me wet. I was almost sure I would leave a wet spot on the guys pants if I got up.
Mr. H was doing the same thing he did to Ginny to Mrs. H. He was playing with the hem of her shirt slowly pulling it up. All of a sudden, Mrs. H looked at his hand, then at him and said, "Are you trying to show off my ass?"
All eyes turned to her. Mr. H didn't say a thing. Mrs. H went on. "If you want to show off my ass there's an easier way."
She climbed off the chair, pulled her shirt to her waist. Did a slow turn. Then ass towards the rest of us said to Mr. H, "Happy?"
