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Chapter 1

Debbi and Mark appeared to be the perfect couple. He was kind, intelligent, thoughtful, good
looking, sporty and in a well paid job with good prospects. Debbi was incredibly attractive with a
stunning body and a bubbly personality. They both commuted into the city centre for their work,
she as a secretary and he as an insurance assessor. Mark's parents had bought them a nice house.

But they found out early on in the marriage that Debbi couldn't have c***dren. Mark tried his best to
reassure her that wasn't a problem for him, without ever really convincing her that was true. In the
bedroom the marriage was dull and boring. Mark was content to make love infrequently and he
would often just place Debbi's hand on his cock for a hand job or put his cock to her lips for a
blowjob. She would oblige, of course, but would always feel totally unfulfilled herself. On the rare
occasions that Mark fucked her, he never lasted very long and she still felt unsatisfied. He hardly
ever gave her any oral attention. When he did it would be very brief and she would be left thinking
that he didn't really like doing it anyway. When she was on her own Debbi would often masturbate
furiously, either with her fingers or by using a vibrator...which Mark didn't know she had!

Two years into the marriage and Debbi was feeling increasingly empty. She wasn't actively looking
for an affair now but she knew that, at 26, time was marching on and she wanted a lot more from
her life. She would deny that she was promiscuous before marrying Mark, but she'd always had a
high sex drive and had enjoyed a lot of sex with many different men...including experimenting with
some of the more 'kinky' stuff! If only Mark knew about that!

It was the weekend and Mark was away on a 2 day golfing trip with friends. Debbi craved some
excitement. Before getting up on Saturday morning she'd already stimulated herself to a high level
of arousal by using her vibrator. She wanted to be naughty...very naughty! She badly needed a
release for all of her frustrations. Then an idea came to her. Her whole body started to tingle at the
thought of what she'd decided to do!

She went to the wardrobe and grabbed an old faded denim mini-skirt she'd not worn in years. She
took a pair of scissors to the hem of it and cut its length down from 12 inches to less than 8! She
was feeling bold and confident. She dug out a small white t-shirt and cut right up the front of it as
far as her boobs, so she could tie the two ends together tightly just under her boobs! Finally, she
found her old platform white ankle boots with the sky high heels buried under her more everyday
boots at the bottom of the wardrobe. This was the outfit she wanted to wear to the Mall today!

It was dangerous, daring and exciting! Not just because it would look so damn slutty. No, the reason
why Debbi's pussy was wetter than it had been in months was because she had absolutely no
intention of wearing any underwear with her outfit! Before she married Mark she often went out in
the evenings with no underwear on! But this was 10am on a Saturday morning!

She put on a lot more make-up than usual, some large silver hoop earrings, loads of silver bangles
and she even backcombed her long straight blonde hair to make it look 'big'. She went out of the
side door into the garage and drove to the Mall. In all her excitement, it dawned on her in the car
that she'd not had any breakfast yet. Her first stop in the Mall would be at one of the coffee shops.

From the front, Debbi's tiny little skirt was about level with her pussy. From the back, a tiny slither
of bare ass would sometimes come into view as she walked. But the escalator up from the parking
lot to the shops presented a bigger challenge altogether! Even standing on the escalator with her
legs together, Debbi realised that most of her bare ass would be visible to anyone coming up behind
her! She felt her body tingling again. Her pussy was getting wetter by the minute! She resisted the
temptation to turn round and see who, if anyone, was behind her and strode off to find a nice cafe.

The smell of freshly baked croissants and strong coffee lured her into a chic French coffee shop.
There was seating inside and out. She chose outside as it would give her an opportunity to check out
any hot guys that happened to pass by! She sat slightly to the side of her table, directly facing the
passers by...knowing that the slightest parting of her knees would present a clear view of her naked
pussy...which by now was absolutely soaking!

Service was slow but her order arrived eventually...minus the marmalade she'd asked for! Before
the waitress returned with some marmalade a middle aged guy she'd not really noticed before at a
nearby table had brought over a full pot. “Here, have this one. It's unopened.” he said. Debbi looked
up at him and thanked him. He was probably late 40's, ruggedly handsome, well built with thick
black hair and a dark suntan.

“Are you waiting for someone, or may I join you and get a fresh round of coffees in for us?” he
asked in a deep sexy voice.

“Oh. Yes. Please do.” Debbi answered in surprise. She wasn't really expecting an encounter with
another customer and it took her aback. Recovering quickly, she said “No, I'm not waiting for
anyone. I'm just grabbing a late breakfast before doing some clothes shopping. And you?”

“Well, I own the Zee Bar just up there” he said, pointing up to the second floor, “and I always come
in here for breakfast before we open up at 12.”

“I've never noticed that bar before.” Debbi replied. “I must try it one day”.

“We do a good lunch trade, but the best time to come is after 6pm when a lot of the retail shops
close and we get very busy with shop staff having a drink after a long day's work and with shoppers
in need of alcoholic refreshment after all their hard shopping. We stay open till 10 but most
customers have drifted off home or gone on to clubs and bars in the city centre before then. If you
come in tonight, I promise you free drinks all evening! My name's Gary.”

Debbi was almost hypnotised by this smooth talking, ruggedly sexy, deep voiced man. Facing him,
she had purposely parted her knees just a fraction. He hadn't noticeably looked down at her pussy,
but she was sure that his peripheral vision had taken in the absence of any underwear beneath her
skimpy little micro-skirt!

“I may well take you up on that.” she answered. “I don't have anything on tonight.”

“You don't have very much on now, either!” he replied, quick as a flash!

Debbi returned his smile. But she couldn't think of anything witty to say back. So, feeling bold, she
simply said “I'll have even less on if I come to the Zee Bar tonight!”

“Well then. I sure do hope you make it tonight! I'll have my barman lock up at 10 so we can go on
somewhere before then. How about a bite to eat and then on to a good club? Being in the trade, I get
priviliges at most places. I'll take you up to the VIP area in 'Bastille'. That's quite some place!”

They chatted on for another 10 minutes or so and parted with a little kiss. Debbi agreed to get to
Zee Bar at around 7. Her first thought was that she had nothing suitable to wear. She'd just told
Gary that she'd be wearing next to nothing! Now she'd have to deliver on that! She tried looking in a
couple of lingerie shops in the Mall but with no luck. Then she remembered that there was a sex
shop in another part of town that always had lots of slutty pvc and latex fetish stuff in the window.

She drove out there, parked up and went in. Compared with the clothing this shop had, the outfit she
wore today didn't seem so extreme! Her only problem here was that there were dozens of items that
would all be perfect...and she needed to limit herself to one because Mark always checked through
her credit card statements carefully! But she discovered from the cashier that, although the shop was
called 'Sexcetera' the name that came up on credit card receipts was 'Nong Wu Trading'. Could even
be a Chinese restaurant! That eased her concerns and she looked around at everything wide eyed!

Her final choice boiled down to a black latex minidress that had a zip up the front...it opened at both
ends, from the top down and from the bottom up of the dress...so she could adjust exactly how
much flesh she showed...or a red pvc jacket and skirt. The little cropped jacket was only just long
enough to cover her boobs. With the single stud fastening holding it closed just below her boobs it
looked sensational. Most of her boobs were clearly displayed! The tiny little skirt was sideless both
sides. A small front panel and back panel were joined together on both sides at the top of the skirt
by a thin quarter inch studded strip of red pvc with stud fastenings at both ends. It would be totally
impossible not to flash pussy and ass in that skirt!

Debbi decided to buy both. She'd tell Mark it was her turn to treat her co-workers to a meal out! As
she was checking out she noticed all of the tarty thigh boots, some with extreme platforms. She'd
worn high platforms years ago and had no trouble walking in them. So she tried on a pair of red pvc
thigh boots with 4 inch platforms and 8 inch stiletto heels. They looked absolutely stunning! Her 5
feet 4 inches had now become 6 feet! As Gary was at least six two, she wouldn't tower over him.

She couldn't resist getting the boots plus a pair of black seamed fishnet stockings to go with them.
It wasn't until she was driving home that she wondered where she could keep her new purchases
from Mark. He would have a fit if he saw all these slutty things. He preferred her to look frumpy so
as not to attract unwanted male attention! Well, she'd think of somewhere later.

More importantly, she'd never been unfaithful to Mark before. And yet here she was, shopping for
slutwear to cocktease a man at least 20 years older than her and who she'd only met 3 hours ago!
Not only was she going to fuck Gary tonight...that was a certainty...but she was looking forward to
it with more excitement than she'd felt for as long as she could remember! Her pussy had been
getting wetter and wetter all day!

Chapter 2

Debbi became increasingly excited as the afternoon wore on. It had been a long time since she'd
dated another guy. She took an early shower, washed her hair and shaved her pussy. Her tarty red
pvc outfit, fishnet stockings and thigh boots were all laid out on the bed ready to be put on. There
was no underwear on the bed! She had already practised walking in the boots and they were fine.

Aware that she needed to get from the underground parking lot up 2 levels to the Zee bar, and
wondering if she'd need some sort of cover-up, she also tried walking in front of the mirror in her
revealing little sideless skirt. It was touch and go but she decided that small steps didn't totally
reveal her pussy and ass! Sitting down was a different matter though. The rear panel of the skirt
would just lay flat, under her ass, making the skirt look more sideless than ever! And the front panel
looked as if it was just a small square piece of red plastic laid across her lap! It could be flipped up
so easily to reveal her bare pussy! Debbi's excitement continued to grow!

She applied her make-up before getting dressed...and lots of it! Thick black eyeliner, black mascara
and loads of slutty shiny red lipstick. She rolled the fishnet stockings up her legs. The stocking tops
would come about 3 or 4 inches above her thigh boots, but also 3 or 4 inches below the hem of her
tiny little skirt...revealing a very sleazy band of bare flesh at the top of her thighs! She'd not bought
a new garter belt for the stockings because her skirt was so skimpy and sat on her hips rather than
her waist...it wouldn't have looked right. Similarly, Debbi had resisted buying the much longer
crotch high boots in Sexcetera because she preferred the extra tarty look of showing her stocking
tops and some bare skin above the thigh boots!

Feeling every inch the complete slut, she drove to the mall and parked as near to the escalator as
possible. Up two flights and a short walk to Zee bar. There were a lot less people around than this
morning because many of the shops closed at 6. A pair of older women looked at her and tut tutted.

Debbi wondered what Mark would think if he walked past her now! She didn't feel the slightest bit
guilty about what she was doing. In fact, she felt quite angry towards Mark. It was his shortcomings
and his fault that she was about to have a fling with another man...an altogether more exciting man!

As she entered Zee bar there was an audible gasp! Mumbled comments like “Cor...look at that!”
Unperturbed and feeling supremely confident, Debbi walked over to the serving bar and Gary made
a big fuss of welcoming her. He came round to the customers side of the bar, embraced her with a
firm hug and whispered into her ear “You look fucking amazing!”

He got her a white wine and guided her over to a small alcove table at the far end of the bar. “Wow,
that's some outfit you're almost wearing, you horny little thing!” he said. Debbi rather liked him
calling her 'horny'. She was horny! Very horny! It had been a few years since she'd been fucked by
anyone other than Mark and she was looking forward to feeling Gary's cock in her more than she
could possibly have imagined just 24 hours ago!

It wasn't dark enough for them to have any real privacy in Zee bar. Many of the customers knew
Gary well and found no end of excuses to come over for a chat. He went off to talk to his bar
manager about him locking up tonight and then suggested to Debbi they head off to an intimate
Italian restaurant he knew of.

They travelled there in Gary's black Range Rover, leaving Debbi's little compact in the parking lot.
She noticed that the windows were tinted black from the outside and no-one could possibly see in,
so she sat in the passenger seat with her legs a good few inches apart to cocktease Gary! She could
see it was working as Gary's erection was clearly evident from the bulge in his jeans! Debbi reached
across and gave his cock a gentle rub through his tight jeans. He responded by placing his hand
between her legs, finding her clit immediately, and alternated by pinching it gently and stroking it
firmly. Debbi thought she'd orgasm on the spot, so turned on was she by what he was doing to her
clit! He must have felt how soaking wet she was down there!

It was only a short drive and they managed to park up almost right outside. The restaurant was dark
and intimate, lit only by candlelight. It was busy, but they were shown to a small vacant table in the
corner. Every customer's eyes were on Debbi. With the little skirt sitting on her hips and her red pvc
cropped jacket only coming down just below her boobs, a huge amount of bare flesh was visible in
between. She'd put on two silver waist chains, originally threading them through the jewellery in
her pierced belly button...but she'd taken the piercing out before leaving home as she remembered
how it would pull and rip her skin during any sort of frantic sex! It had happened before!

The meal was delicious. Debbi had been so excited all day that she'd had almost nothing to eat.
They were both amused by the Italian waiter who served them. He kept staring at Debbi because,
from the side view that he had, it looked like she wasn't wearing a skirt at all...just a red pvc plastic
napkin placed on her lap! He also kept trying to look down the front of her jacket...so she pulled it
open a bit more to give him a better view!

Debbi had never been to Bastille before, but she'd heard it was the most upmarket club in the city
and was frequented by the so called jet set. The drive was back past the Mall and out in the opposite
direction. There was a private parking lot out back where they left the car and made their way to the
main entrance. A small queue had formed but Gary went directly to the front, had a word with the
doorman who he seemed to know, and they went straight in. It was dark. Everything was coloured
red and black. Debbi was pleased she'd worn the red pvc and black stockings! Gary headed towards
the stairs leading up to the VIP area and, once again, they were let straight up.

Upstairs was a separate bar, smaller dance floor and plush leather sofa's, some red and some black.
“Let's sit up at the bar first while you take it all in.” Gary said. He ordered a beer for himself and a
cocktail for Debbi. There seemed to be about 30-40 people in the VIP area and over 100 downstairs.
What surprised Debbi the most was that they ranged from 20's to guys that looked about 60! Some
of the women were stunning and dressed very sexily...but nowhere near as outrageously as she was!

Debbi was perched on the tall black leather barstool in such a way that the back flap of her skirt was
all bunched up and her ass was mostly visible. Within a couple of minutes an Arab guy, around 35
she guessed, came up and asked if she'd dance with him. “Oh, no thank you. I'm with someone.” she
said. He went off looking dejected. “Hey, why not dance with him?” Gary said to her. “I'd love to
sit here and watch you!”

Now, Mark would never say that, Debbi thought to herself. Gary's either very confident or a bit of a
voyeur; probably both, she thought! She immediately jumped off her stool, sauntered over to where
the Arab guy sat with his two friends and said “Would you give me a second chance please? Yes,
I'd love to dance with you!” She held her hand out to him and off they went to join half a dozen
other couples on the dark dancefloor.

The music was loud and conversation wasn't easy. He wanted to hold her and sway together with
the music, so she went along with that. After a little while his hands moved inside her skirt...not a
difficult manouvere for him given that her skirt was totally open at both sides! His hands clasped
her asscheeks and she didn't discourage him one little bit! Debbi looked over towards Gary and,
now that her eyes had adjusted to the low light, she could see him clearly. So she knew he could see
her just as clearly. He was grinning so he obviously approved of what was going on! The Arab guy,
who she now knew as Ali, was running a finger up and down her ass crack. After a while it stopped
at her asshole and then wormed its way inside about an inch! Debbi didn't resist at all. In fact she
put her own hands onto his bum, pulled him on to her much tighter, and parted her legs a little so he
could push his finger further in!

No-one seemed to pay them too much attention. Other couples were petting a little bit and Debbi
had already spotted 2 other women sitting on a red sofa in micro-mini's, proudly showing that they
didn't have any panties on! Gary was still smiling, so she saw no reason why she shouldn't up the
stakes! Debbi moved her hands round to the front of Ali's trousers...he still had her pulled in close
to him, so probably no-one could see anyway...and she rubbed his cock rhythmically through the
thin linen material. She could feel it growing. Locating the top of his fly zip, she pulled it down and
put her hand inside. He wore no underpants. With her thumb she massaged the bell end of his cock
and it grew to an impressive size! Then she placed her hand firmly around his whole shaft and
began wanking him firmly and quickly, knowing from experience that was the fastest way to make
him cum in her hand.

She hadn't lost her touch and didn't have to wait long. He spasmed 4 or 5 times and shot long ropes
of spunk into the palm of her hand. She withdrew her hand, palm up and absolutely full of cum,
looked Ali in the eyes and raised her hand to her mouth, making a big show of pouring it all into her
mouth and then licking the last drops from her palm! By now a few people were looking their way,
but neither of them really cared! Debbi waited for him to zip up his trousers, thanked him for the
dance and went back to rejoin Gary...who was grinning more than ever now!

“Did you just do what I think you did?” Gary smiled as he asked her. Debbi held her palm up to his
nose. “Doesn't that Arab guy's spunk smell nice!” Now it was Gary who was lost for words. “Yes, I
gave him a handjob on the dancefloor. Although he stuck his finger up my asshole, he didn't once
touch my cunt. It's desperate for some attention!” She'd never called her pussy 'cunt' before, but she
was in full slut mode now and it just seemed right.

“I know that guy, Ali.” Gary said. “His father is the cousin of a Saudi Prince and he owns a big
import agency. He's up here several nights a week. Did he invite you onto his cruiser?”

“No, he didn't. He was a little pre-occupied with what I was doing to his cock! You mean he's got a
big boat? Wow!”

“Come on, lets go and chill out on that big sofa next to theirs.” Gary said as he took Debbi's hand.
“One of the guys with him is his brother. The other one I don't know.” He ordered another round of
drinks and led Debbi to the long black leather sofa. It was positioned next to the Arab's sofa with
just a small drinks table in between. Gary figured that if he put Debbi on the left side with himself
on her right, then the only people in the whole VIP area that would have a clear view of her would
be their 3 Arab neighbours. He would be obstructing everyone else's view from the right. This
opened up some interesting possibilities, he thought!

Chapter 3

Debbi was feeling tipsy by now...what with the drinks at Zee bar, wine in the restaurant and now a
second cocktail...not to mention the white wine she sunk at home to give her courage before setting
out! Gary put his arm round her and they kissed...long sloppy tongue in mouth kisses! Gary turned
in towards her a little, knowing that he was blocking the view of everyone to his right...not that
anyone seemed the remotest bit interested in looking...and he placed his hand under the front flap of
her tiny red plastic skirt. “Who's got a sopping wet pussy then?” he said.

“I've got a sopping wet cunt because no-one has put anything in it yet...not even a measly finger!”
Debbi replied. Gary twisted her around just a little bit so that she was facing the 3 Arabs more and
then pushed a single finger into her cunt. It was certainly sopping wet alright! “No-one can see you,
apart from your 3 new friends here, so don't worry.” he reassured her.

“I'm not worried! Do you think I'd toss off a complete stranger in here if I was the worrying sort?”
Debbi said rather indignantly. Gary was pleased that he had rather craftily made Debbi even more
intent now on showing off her exhibitionist side!

And Debbi, thinking about what Gary had just said, realised that he was effectively inviting her to
expose herself to the 3 Arabs. Ok, she thought. No problem. It'll be my pleasure!

So she parted her legs, hoping that Gary would add to the solitary finger exploring her cunt. He did.
A second finger and then a third...pushed right in, moving quite rapidly now, in and out! And his
thumb meanwhile was rubbing up and down along her clit the whole time. Her head went back, her
legs were wide apart, the little slither of skirt didn't conceal Gary's hand at all...and three pairs of
eyes to her left were absolutely glued to everything that was going on!

Gary motioned to the 3 guys to join them on the same sofa. He moved along to his right, Debbi,
who understood exactly what was going on, shuffled along with him, creating just enough room for
all 3 of them to sit on her left. Well, the nearest guy was sitting more on her than next to her! Gary
didn't let up on the fingering. Debbi hooked her left leg over the guy next to her...the brother of the
man she danced with...which opened up her legs even more! Still Gary didn't let up. Debbi wasn't
just breathing hard by now...she was panting! Then, as Gary worked her clit to a frenzy, she seemed
to shake and she started to orgasm. Female ejaculate oozed from her cunt, all over Gary's hand and
onto the black sofa! It was the most intense orgasm Debbi had experienced in ages!

It took her several moments to come down from her high. Gary had removed his fingers to let her
recover. She turned to the guy on her left and started to stroke his cock through his trousers. He
undid his zip immediately, aware of what she'd done to his brother on the dancefloor earlier. He
didn't have any underpants on either! Debbi wondered if this was an Arab thing. She'd been fucked
by plenty of Arabs before she married Mark but couldn't recall if they'd been commando or not. She
gave this guy the same treatment she gave his brother and she swallowed everything that he'd shot
into the palm of her hand. He zipped himself up and swapped places with the third guy, who hadn't
had any action yet.

He was a big guy and by the time Debbi was into his trousers and holding his cock in her hand, she
realised that he was hung like a horse! The two brothers were average but the cock she was fondling
now was at least 10 inches and still growing! She reckoned it would need two hands so she reached
over more and began her ministrations. He leant forward and started kissing Debbi. This made her
double handed stroking even more enthusiastic and she upped the tempo. Gary looked across and
saw that she was holding a real whopper. Gary was large but not as huge as this guy. He went over
and talked to Ali. It turned out that this guy was the family 'minder' and a very handy boxer too!

When the minder shot his load, Debbi cupped both hands together but still couldn't catch most of
the cum that was now flying through the air! She'd never seen anything like it! Three, maybe four
times the amount of spunk a guy would usually shoot! She raised her cupped hands to her lips and
drank it all down. When Gary got back beside her she whispered to him “I'm saving the best till last.
Come back to my place and fuck me like crazy. I'll be your personal cumslut all night!”

Before Gary and Debbi left, Ali did indeed invite her for an afternoon on his motor cruiser. Debbi
asked him if his minder would be there! “Yes, of course, if you want him to be!” Ali replied. He's
very popular with the ladies and I'm sure you'll enjoy his...err... special attributes.”

“Yes, he's got exceptionally large 'attributes' and I look forward to enjoying them! Along with
yours, of course!” Debbi replied tactfully. Gary was grinning again! Debbi took Ali's number and
promised to call him during the week, with a view to going out on the boat on Sunday afternoon.

The two Arab brothers made a beeline for the two knickerless mini-skirted women still sitting on
their sofa sipping cocktails, the minder headed for a barstool and Gary and Debbi made their way
out to the parking lot.

Chapter 4

They decided to leave Debbi's car parked at the mall until morning. She was in no fit state to drive.
Besides, on the way back to her place Debbi had leant over into Gary's lap and had his stiff cock in
her mouth, giving him a deliciously sloppy blowjob! The remote to open the garage door was in her
car, so they had to leave the Range Rover in the drive and walk to the front door. It was nearly 1am
and Debbi hoped that none of the neighbours would be up watching.

She led Gary straight up to the main bedroom and started undressing him. He stood there grinning!
She pushed him, naked, onto the bed and told him to kneel down on all fours. She then slid under
him into a 69 position. But it wasn't his cock that she was lining up with her mouth this time! It was
his asshole! Debbi had decided to show Gary her rimming skills! Something that she'd done to lots
of guys before, but not recently as Mark didn't like it all that much. Gary certainly liked it though!

She'd managed to roll the sides of her tongue over somehow and was able to stab it right up into his
ass, past his sphincter! Gary was hugely impressed and enjoying all the sensations he was feeling
from her roving tongue! A while later Gary said “Right! Lie down on the bed you filthy dirty slut,
I'm gonna fuck you into the middle of next week! And don't you take any of that tarty slutwear off
either. I wanna fuck you while you still look like a sleazy little cumdump whore!”

“Oh, Gary. You're so romantic!” Debbi answered, and they both burst out laughing.

Gary hadn't cum from the blowjob in the car, so he knew he wasn't going to last long first time
round. He fucked her deep and hard with his thick 8 inches and she orgasmed twice before she felt
him start to twitch, sensing that he was about to cum. She quickly put a finger into his ass and
massaged his prostate, knowing how much more sensitive this would make it for him as he shot his
cum deep inside her. He shuddered and held her tight. Bloodyhell, he thought, she knows exactly
which buttons to press and when!

It amazed Debbi how easily she was having orgasms tonight. Mark had never ever made her have
one! She'd counted four already tonight and she was sure that more would follow.

They chatted easily together. Debbi told him that she liked the fact he wasn't possesive or jealous
when she was cockteasing other men...or giving them handjobs! “I like seeing you do that.” he said.
“It's horny to watch. Same as your slutty little outfits. It's a huge turn-on to see you dress like that.
Makes me feel ever so proud that you're with me!”

Debbi reminded herself that she wasn't looking for an affair. But she and Gary were such a good fit
together. She'd had more fun tonight than at any time during her marriage. She had some serious
thinking to do, that was for sure.

They dozed a while, woke up a couple of hours later and started fucking again immediately. “Do
you like anal?” Gary asked her as he pulled out of her cunt. “Yes, but I've not done it for years. My
husband doesn't like it.” Gary resisted making any cheap remarks about Mark. “Go easy on me to
start with, then I'll be fine!” she reassured him.

He was the perfect gentleman! Gradually easing her asshole open with one finger, then two and
then applying some lube. Debbi took his full length up her ass more quickly than she thought she
would. His cock was thicker than most guys. It helped that she was so relaxed with him. She'd
known him less than 24 hours but it seemed like so much longer.

The first time they fucked, when Debbi had put her finger into his ass, she'd cleaned his cock off in
her mouth. This time, now that Gary had already shot his load right up inside her asshole, she made
a point of looking him in the eyes and putting his dirty cock straight into her mouth and sucking on
it to show her eagerness to do 'ass to mouth'. Again, Gary was impressed and he told her so.

Debbi still had all of her slutwear on and the boots were starting to hurt her feet now. She was keen
to collect her car before daylight and bring it back home. Gary said they'd go as soon as she gave
the word. She took off her boots, stockings and skirt and put on her old denim mini-skirt from the
morning. It looked surprisingly good with her little cropped red pvc jacket. She put on a pair of old
comfortable ankle boots and they went out to Gary's car. It was still pitch black outside.

They chatted the short way to the mall and swapped cell numbers. Debbi had already explained that
she wasn't looking to have an affair but that she definitely wanted to see Gary again. Women's logic
at its baffling best, thought Gary!

He was married himself, but not happily. He and his wife had a sort of arrangement whereby they
both took other partners and didn't complain. Debbi had every intention of going out on Ali's boat
next Sunday, so why shouldn't she see Gary again too! She much preferred Gary to Ali...but she did
keep thinking about Ali's minder and, in particular, whether she could ever take his massive cock in
her ass! 24 hours ago she would never have had any of these thoughts!

Then she remembered that one of the girls in her office whose regular hours included Saturday
mornings had asked if Debbi would be interested in taking a weekday off each week and doing her
Saturday mornings instead. Same money. Mark would buy the financial angle. She'd have all day to
herself one weekday a week. She asked Gary which days of the week he took off. “Mondays and
Tuesdays. We're busiest on Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays.” he said.

“Ok, I've got to confirm a few things first, but I think I may not be working on Tuesdays anymore.
How about we meet up for a pub lunch together next Tuesday?”

“You're on!” said Gary.

They shared a final few kisses and Debbi jumped out of the Range Rover and hit the remote on her
little compact. She was absolutely glowing. She knew to take everything in small steps now, going
forward, and see where it led. It might all fizzle out in a couple of weeks. Or her new adventures
over the past 24 hours may lead, ultimately, to an inevitable divorce in order for her to fully enjoy
her new found excitement and freedom. Time would tell.