“Sleep well?” she asked him as she kissed him.
He smiled.
“All this fantasising can make you tired,” she said with a smile.
His hand reached for her knee. “It is just a fantasy,” he told her as he gently squeezed.
She kissed him again as she reached under the duvet. “Are you sure about that?” she asked as she touched him.
His cock sprang to life at her touch.
“Is it just a fantasy?”
Larry opened his mouth to speak. The duvet had been pushed aside and she was masturbating him again.
“So tell me how this fantasy of yours progresses?” she asked him. “How do you see my first date? My first time with another man?”
Larry closed his eyes. There were many variations on how it happens; many scenarios. All humiliating. “There are so many,” he answered.
“Tell me one of them,” she told him as she made herself more comfortable next to him. “Tell me which one would be the most humiliating.”
She ran the tip of her finger over the tip of his cock. It was oozing precum. “Tell me,” she whispered.
He closed his eyes again as she held him.
“I… I come home from work one night,” he told her. “You have just got in as well but you arrived home with another man. You are upstairs and he is sat down at the kitchen table. He’s all dressed up ready to go out. He gets up and shakes my hand, introducing himself. He tells me he’s a friend of yours and that he’s taking you out tonight. Suddenly you call me from upstairs and I go to you. You are just wearing your dressing gown; preparing to take a bath.”
Larry groaned, her slow masturbating of his cock having great effect.
“On the bed is a set of new underwear,” Larry continued. “White, lacy white, with stockings and suspenders. On the wardrobe door hangs a new black dress. I had been expecting something like this to happen. You have given me chance after chance to satisfy you in bed but each time I have failed. You tell me that you are sorry but you can’t take it anymore. A man; a man that you know has asked you out to dinner and you take him up on his offer.”
“That sounds quite plausible,” Ginny told him. “But my favourite coloured underwear is red. I always feel sexier wearing red”
Larry moaned softly. “Before that though, you have lunch together, a few days before hand. You need to see if there is chemistry between you. There is. You tell him about your marriage and that your husband is aware that you need sexual fulfilment. You arrange a dinner date.”
“Yes, I would do that,” she told him. “Have a lunch date to put him in the picture. I would want him to know that I am in need of sex.”
Larry groaned. He opened his eyes briefly and looked down at Ginny’s hand holding his cock. Her fingers were covered with precum.
“So what happens next?”
“You tell me that the man waiting downstairs is taking you to dinner,” he told her. “You send me back downstairs to see if he would like a drink and if he does to make him one and then come back upstairs. You need me to help you get ready for your date.”
“And how would you like to help?” she asked him.
Larry moaned softly. “Help you bathe,” he answered. “B… but most of all you tell me to shave your pussy for him. You want me to prepare your pussy for his enjoyment.”
“That would be most appropriate wouldn’t it?” she said. “A very apt and humiliating punishment.”
“Yesss,” Larry sighed. “You also make me dress you in your underwear. I have to help you into your bra and panties and your stockings and suspenders. I have to dress you for another man.”
“I like your thinking,” Ginny told him as she slowed down her hand movements. “Perhaps my date should actually be watching you do all these things?”
Larry groaned loudly.
“But maybe that kind of interaction would be better coming once I am in an established relationship with someone else,” she said, still toying with his cock. “I want to completely surprise you the first time. I don’t want you know about it beforehand.”
“W… what, you’ll just do it behind my back?”
Ginny shook her head. “No,” she told him. “You’ll know that it is going to happen but I won’t tell you until afterwards that it has actually happened; that I have actually been with someone else.”
Larry moaned softly; Ginny’s hand was movingly quickly now as her fingers tightened around him. “What… you’ll just come home one night and tell me that you’ve been… ?” he sighed.
Ginny smiled at him and shook her head. “Not night, darling,” she said, “afternoon. I’ll come home one afternoon and I will have been fucked by someone else.”
Larry groaned loudly; his body jolted and his cock jerked. His cum spurted over his belly.
An hour later he had showered and had joined Ginny downstairs as she prepared dinner. She had her back to him as he walked into the kitchen and he stood and stared for a few moments. She looked so good in her jeans. It was the first thing that had attracted her to him; her bottom. She was in the college library with her back to him, talking to some other students. He could still remember thinking to himself ‘Wow, she has a nice arse’.
He also knew that Pete thought she had a nice arse as well. They had just started going out together and were drinking with Pete and a few other student friends one night. They both watched her walk away to go the ladies toilets and Pete turned to him and said, “She’s got a nice arse, must be nice pounding that.”
It was nice. He sidled up to her and gripped her bottom as he kissed her. She smiled and patted his bulge. “No more fantasies then?”
He smiled.
“Coincidentally, she said, “I saw Pete in the supermarket this morning. I bumped into him in the medicines aisle.”
“Oh,” Larry said. “Speak to him?”
“Briefly, I got the feeling that he was buying some condoms.”
Larry said nothing.
“He still tries to get me to go on a bike ride with him.”
“Is that what you meant by him asking you out on dates?”
Ginny nodded and smiled. “It’s probably a ruse to take me off somewhere and ravish me.”
Larry hid his concern with a smile. “You obviously refused then?”
Ginny smiled again and patted his bulge. “Would it be safe to ride with him?” she asked him. “I mean as far as travelling is concerned.”
Larry pulled her to him. “He’s a good rider,” he replied. “I’ll give him his due there but… well you know… “
“He’d probably want to get me out of my knickers afterwards, you mean?”
Larry smiled, again to hide his concern. Ginny stroked his bulge. He was getting hard again. “It would make a nice fantasy, wouldn’t it?” she said quietly to him.
Larry found himself fully erect again as her fingers squeezed him through his trousers. “Just imagine him dropping by one afternoon to take me out on a bike ride,” she said to him. “Taking me off to the old farm cottage he has.”
Larry sighed.
“Maybe that is why he was buying condoms?” Ginny said with a smile.
Larry said nothing. He didn’t want that to happen but at the same time he couldn’t stop himself getting aroused by the thought. Ginny gave him one final squeeze before pulling away. “You get the table set for dinner and open a bottle of wine,” she told him.
After eating and polishing off a bottle of wine they watched some television and then went to bed. Larry was first into bed and lay there watching her undress. He watched her strip down to a red, lacy bra and panties set. She stood at the end of the bed and slowly took them off for him before moving to his side of the bed.
“Would you mind shaving me?” she asked him.
His eyes were already fixed up on her mound. “What now?”
She nodded. “It’s as good a time as any,” she said.
A few minutes later Ginny was lying on top of the bed with a towel underneath her. Her knees were bent and legs splayed and Larry was shaving her mound.
“This is part of your fantasy, isn’t it?” she said. “Shaving me so that another man can see more of me.”
Larry groaned.
Ginny reached with her hand and held his erection. “Who would you most hate to be shaving me for?” she asked him.
He opened his mouth to speak but he held back the words.
“It’s Pete, isn’t it?”
Larry groaned.
“You wouldn’t want Pete seeing my shaved pussy would you?”
Larry had to stop for a moment. His hand began to shake. Ginny let go of his cock and let him continue, saying nothing more to inflame his passion. When he had finished Ginny slid off the bed and stood in front of the mirror to examine herself. Larry looked on with cock erect and with precum starting to gather at its tip. Ginny turned and threw her arms around his neck. “What do you think he… another man would say if he saw me like this?” she asked.
She was taunting him now; he knew that but he didn’t want her to stop.
“You did say that it was my choice, and my choice alone, who I let see me like this, didn’t you?” she said as she reached down to take hold of his cock.
Larry groaned.
Ginny fell to her knees and pulled his cock to her lips. “I guess that I might have to do this to… to whoever I get to fuck me, won’t I, if they get too excited?” She said as her tongue flickered over his tip to lap up his precum.
Larry groaned loudly.
“Men like to cum in a woman’s mouth don’t they?” she said as she started to masturbate him. “They like a good blow job, don’t they?”
Larry grabbed the back of her head as he groaned again.
“I wonder if he will need a good blow job first before he fucks me?”
“H… H… who?” he gasped.
“You know who?”
“N… no, not Pete,” he told her.
Ginny pumped harder on his cock as she looked up at him. His eyes were closed. “I’m going to pump his cock like this,” she told him quietly.
“Nooo,”
“Just like this,” she told him as she pumped him hard.
His eyes opened and he looked her for a moment. She was smiling at him. “I’m going to pump his big, thick cock just like this,” she told him.
Larry cried out and his cum began to gush over her face.
