Good girls don’t wear panties Part 05

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Good girls don’t wear panties Part 05I left the DFW after seeing Joan off and decided to call Roxy that I wasn’t in the mood to hook up which she accepted but I could tell she wasn’t happy about it. I decided to head to a different bar instead and decided to head to the place on Benson. I sat at the bar and ordered a drink and sat back listening to the band. After a while a woman in her thirties approached me and asked if I danced and I told her not often but I did. She noticed my wedding ring and asked where my wife was and I told her that she was in Las Vegas.We danced for a few songs before returning to the bar. I bought her a couple of drinks as we continued talking. I was enjoying her company between talking and dancing and I by now had lost track of the time and tomorrow was a work day. My phone rang and it was Joan letting me know she had arrived in Las Vegas and had just come into her hotel room overlooking the strip.Joan asked me where I was and I told her where I was. We talked for a couple of minutes before Joan told me she was heading out herself and asked if I was with Roxy. I told her I wasn’t but I was hanging out with someone I had just met and Joan asked me what her name was and I had to confess that I didn’t know, so I asked. I told Joan that her name was Anita, and Joan told me to have fun.Anita asked me if that was wifey on the phone and I told her it was. She wanted to know what Joan thought of me being with her and I told her she was fine about it. “You don’t cheat on her? So I told her that our marriage was not like that. Of course Anita wanted to know how, so I explained it to her without going into too much detail. She didn’t believe a word I was saying until I called Joan and said Anita wants to know something and handed her the phone.Anita spoke to Joan and Joan confirmed what I had I had told her. Anita hung up and was still somewhat cautious. “And this is a regular thing for you?” she asked. I explained in a little more detail about how Joan and I came to our ‘arrangement’ and she was shocked and questioned me further about it, asking if I was some sort of short dicked cuck. I told her that I didn’t what would be called a big cock but it was I guess above average. She asked me what I thought was above average and I told her that it was about 8” her response was that it was nice and asked why I let Joan do what she is doing and I told her it just turned out that way.It was nearly closing time by now and I asked Anita if she wanted to come home with me and she hesitated at first but agreed. She told me she would follow in her car and we walked out of the bar into the parking lot. I went to my car and pulled around the front and tooted the horn and saw her wave out the window. I drove off looking into the rear view mirror but she wasn’t following, she had changed her mind. So I went home alone and was about to go to bed when there was a knock on the front door, it was Anita she told me I was driving too fast and that she nearly lost me because of some pill in the car in front of her and announced “but here I am”.I invited her in and offered her a drink which she accepted, so I got out a bottle of white wine and we sat talking and drinking for a while before I made my move. She noticed that I was a little sheepish about making a move on her and she asked why. I told her that until now, it was mainly Joan having all the fun. She told me that tonight all of that was going to change and then she leaned over and kissed me as she put her hand in my lap locating my stiffening cock and squeezing it saying “mmm you weren’t lying” with a huge grin and continued, “ My ex was a little dicked loser”We ended up going upstairs to the bedroom but she didn’t want to go into the marital bed because it would be weird. I told her not to worry about it and began kissing her in an embrace as I began unzipping her skirt, she began tugging at my belt and pants and we each stepped out of them and I began undoing her blouse as she undid my shirt, kissing all the while. She had a lovely body very toned with smaller tits but not so small she bursa escort was flat chested. Her bra was off in no time and she was pulling at my underpants as I pulled at hers.As we stepped out of our underwear I lost balance falling onto the bed taking her with me. We recovered ourselves and moved further onto the bed, she now stroking my now hard cock and I played with her tits and neatly trimmed pussy. Apart from the small heart tattoo on her groin I noticed that she was a natural Blonde which just turned me on more as we rolled around kissing and fondling each other.My cell rang, it was Joan wanting to face time with me, I wanted to reject the call but because of Anita’s attentions and I didn’t think Anita would like it if I accepted. The phone continued to ring and I gave in. Joan said that she met a guy and she was back in her hotel room and that she thought I would get a kick out of watching her live. I told her that Anita was with me and this surprised her a little and she said she could hang up and that she could do this at a later time. Anita spoke up and told her she was fine with it and that she was curious about what Joan looked like anyway. Maybe Anita wasn’t as prudish as I thought.Joan called the guy over and said she wanted to watch her suck a beautiful big Las Vegas cock. The guy was at least 10 inches long. As Joan was sucking this guy off Anita was stroking my cock but it was when Joan deepthroated the guy all the way to the base of his cock and her lips were touching his pubic region that Anita burst out saying “Wholly fuck”Joan pulled away, “So she is still there babe?” she asked. I told her that yes Anita was still with me, she laughed and said she was hoping that she (Anita) was enjoying the show between licks and kisses on the guys cock before returning to deepthroating him. “Your wife is a total slut” Anita said. Joan heard her and laughed “Yes I am and I love it” Anitia decided she wanted to suck my cock too and had me turn the phone onto her doing it for Joan to see. I lay there watching Joan in Las Vegas and Anita sucking cock. Not for a second did I ever think that Anita would do such a thing but here she was doing it and it was all hot as hell to me. Joan announced that she had to go but as she did he told me to make sure I had Anita’s info because she wanted to meet her and she then hung up. I woke up the next morning to find that Anita was gone but not far, she was in the kitchen in one of my business shirts cooking breakfast. Anita is 5’9” tall and my shirt was a little shorter on her than me as I stand only 5’7”. The shirt was only fastened with one button and I could clearly see her breasts and naked pussy when she reached for anything. I must say that was the best any of my business shirts looked ever as Joan was never the type to wear them like Anita since I met her.She began eating quickly and I told her to slow down and that she didn’t need to rush even though I had to be on the road within the next half hour. I told her she could go in her own time and all she had to do was close the door behind her because I trusted her to do the right thing and asked her to come back tonight after work as I would cook dinner for her seeing she cooked such a nice breakfast. She asked what time and I told her 7pm would be fine and she said, “Okay, it’s a date”I finished breakfast and hit the road for work after a little more kissing and cuddling, I really didn’t want to go but I fought my urges and left. Around lunchtime I told my boss I had to leave an hour early as I had personal business to attend to. I was thinking about Anita for most of the day and I was quite distracted and my boss noticed saying that he hoped that what ever was the problem wasn’t too serious. He wasn’t such a prick after all I was thinking to myself. I got a few messages containing a few photos from Joan, Some of them were typical tourist photos and then I saw a photos of Money strewn all over a bed and some action photos of her and the guy from last night. The message simply read ‘Big Beautiful Cocks and a $25K win at the tables, what more could bursa escort bayan a girl want’ I called Joan straight back and she filled me in on all of the happenings which made me horny as hell and returned to work all worked up.I got home and went through the cupboards after pulling out one of Joan’s recipe books to make sure I had all the ingredients and I began prepping the meal. It was 6:55pm when Anita arrived but I didn’t answer the door straight away, I turn on some soft music and lit the candles on the table. I went to the door to greet Anita who was a vision in Fluorescent Pink. She said that she hoped I didn’t mind bringing a few extra things and I said that not only did I not mind I would have suggested she should as I would love to spend the weekend with her and she smiled.We sat and ate dinner as we talked. There was a definite chemistry between us and when we finished dinner we went to the lounge room and sat drinking and watching a movie not that either of us saw much of it. We eventually ended up in bed and Anita asked me if I trusted her and I told that I did. She seemed delighted and said to me that she loved my cock but it needs something special. I asked what she meant and she told me that I needed some “manscaping” done. She clarified for me by saying that I had too much hair and said she wanted to do it for me. She asked if I used a shaver or a razor and I told her a that I used a shaver.She told me to stay put and went into the bathroom to find my shaver but instead came out with a pair of mini clippers, “I guess this is Joan’s?” and I told her it was. She went back in and came out with a glass and a Towel as well as the clippers and she got me to put the towel under me and began clipping the hair off my balls and shaft. I couldn’t believe I was letting her do this but her touch was making me hard. Then she started on the rest of my pubic region and before I knew it I was bald. Thinking that she was done I began to get up, she pushed me back down and said not yet reaching into her bag for a razor. When she was finished she admired her handy work, “That’s better, that’s the way my cock should look like” and began sucking me off.She got up removed the towel and got rid of my hair and returned to bed still admiring her handy work when I realised that the guy Joan was fucking last night was also shaven. Meanwhile I was under attack by this beautiful Blonde who was rubbing her body all over my cock and the sensations I was feeling seemed magnified now that there was no hair to block them. And it wasn’t long before she slid my cock into her in a single motion.We woke up together the next morning after a night great fucking and she put on the business shirt I wore yesterday and we went down stairs for breakfast. She asked me if the back yard was private enough that the neighbors could not see. And I told her it was, she loved that it was and suggested that we go for a skinny dip in the pool later. I was all for it as I had not skinny dipped for some time.After a day of lazing around the pool and enjoying each others company Anita asked what tonight plans were and she said she would like to go out on the town with me to which I readily agreed and I suggest to going to Zorba’s (name changed) Restaurant for dinner and she was agreeable to that and said she would love to go to The Boomroom (name changed) to go dance and have some fun. The name of the place seemed to be the kind of place that would attract a younger crowd but I agreed and I decided I would dress in something more hip.As usual Joan called and said that she had no training today and that she lazed around the pool herself before meeting a guy poolside and that he had just left. She said that she was going out on the town with a couple of guys from work after dinner. She said they had been seriously flirting with her yesterday but she finally gave into their advances about going out with them tonight. I expressed my concern about mixing work and her extra curricular activities but she reminded me of the anklet I gave her and I understood that I had lost my argument escort bursa before it even started.Joan said “I want you to see this” placed the phone and she stood up and stepped back to reveal a Red jumpsuit but it was more like a pair of bib and brace coveralls. It secured at her neck with a loose neckline and was completely backless to the waist. The bottoms were full length but the legs of this outfit were split from the ankle to the waistband. It looked stunning but there was no way she could conceal the fact she wasn’t wearing underwear.I again expressed my concerns about the outfit and that she was going to conceived as the office slut when Anita whispered in my ear that she said, “More like the company slut, she works for a national company right?” When I told Joan what Anita had told me Joan just laughed and said that maybe that is just what she is. Joan again cut the conversation short and hung up.Anita and I went to dinner and ended up in The Boomroom. The music was loud and we had to raise our voices to be heard as the beat doof, doof, doofed in the background. Drinks were not cheap but the cocktails were well made and all the pretty young things in there made it somewhat bearable for me. Anita wanted to dance but I wasn’t into the music so I suggested she dance if she wanted and that I would remain at the bar.About 4 drinks later Anita returned glistening with sweat and took a sip of my drink telling me her ex was there and then pointed him out. She suggested we leave for somewhere else as she didn’t want to ruin our night with his bullshit. We made our way to the door but we were spotted by him before we could get anywhere close to it. He started up on her calling her a slut because she was with me and he continued on I pulled Anita to my side to separate them and he decided to take a swing a security was approaching from about 30 feet away, I blocked his punch and put a fist into his gut and security was now on him and looking to me. I told them that it was self defense and that we were leaving anyway and asked if I could get my lady safely away by giving us a 5 minute head start to which, they agreed.We got back to the car and Anita gave me a tight hug and kissed me telling me that she was so happy to finally be with a real man and not a short dicked prick and apologized for what had happened. The night was still young and I suggest we go to the Bar on Benson and chill out there. We listened to the band and we danced and were really enjoying ourselves but it was last call and we decided to leave for home.We went straight to bed and we made love most of the night only stopping to get a drink or a snack. We both slept in but when we got up Anita again was wearing my business shirt and nothing else as we made breakfast together before another session of lovemaking. She bent down and kissed my dick before coming back up to kiss me as she grabbed at my cock telling me she loved her cock and that so long as she owned my cock she would belong to me and she asked me if I belonged to her and if my cock was hers to own and the only answer I could come up with was yes to both questions to which, she responded by kissing me and suggested we go back upstairs to fuck.Sunday evening came quickly and I decided to order Pizza for dinner, I had the money out on the coffee table as we waited for the delivery. Anita in my shirt sat with me as we watched a movie while we also watched the clock. She suggested wine and I got up to get it but there was no white wine in the bar fridge so Red was going to be it tonight. As I was opening the bottle the doorbell rang and Anita picked up the cash and went to the door to greet the delivery guy. Needless to say his eyes nearly popped out of his head as Anita thanked him and closed the door. She returned to the lounge room giggling about what had just happened. “Well he got more than a tip tonight” I said. She laughed a little more and said that she was sure he got good view and giggled a little more. This surprised me a little but I kept it light and told her that I may get better service in future. She said that if ever a female delivery driver came that I should greet them in just a shirt too and we both cracked up laughing. “I’d love to see you showing off my cock like that” and continued eating.Continued in part 06

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