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"So, when you came to the door the other night, naked apart from that short robe, that is how you are every night at home?"The question was asked of me in a voice somewhat louder than I would have liked, as was proved by the sound behind me, of somebody choking on their coffee."Alison," I hissed, "We are in Starbucks, not my kitchen. Can we please not announce to the whole town what I wear or don't wear in the house at night?" I looked round to see the man at the table behind us recovering from his shock at Alison's words.Alison looked slightly abashed. She is my next-door neighbour. About five foot seven, ten years younger than me, with medium length, dark brown hair and a curvaceous figure to make any man and most women drool.*We were enjoying a day in town and had stopped for coffee, both of us in short summer dresses and Alison looking stunning with her 38C boobs so spectacularly on display. Only being 34B myself, the sight of her bountiful boobs made me feel rather inadequate, not to mention horny. Not that she had complained when she had enjoyed playing with mine the other night."To answer your question, yes, most days I strip off as soon as I get home from work," I told her, "I keep the robe handy in case anyone knocks at the door or calls unexpectedly."Alison sipped her coffee, thoughtfully."I have to admit that I was surprised when I found you were naked under that robe," she confessed, "I had always thought you were so prim and proper. When I felt naked flesh I was like, 'Thank you, God', and wondering how much I could get away with.""Well, you found that out quickly enough, didn't you?" I asked.Alison laughed, "I suppose I did, even though I had no idea you were bi."We finished our drinks, and wandered out into the shopping area, Ali linking arms with me."I need to go to that new shop, 'Ex-posed'," she told me. "A friend of mine is manager there, and she has promised me staff discount for anything I buy."She looked sideways at me, a wicked grin on those sexy lips.*"My furry handcuffs are broken, can't get them to lock, and I have a feeling I might need them in the near future," she smiled.Her hand slipped down to caress my bum and I slapped it away.*"Behave," I told her, "we are two quiet, respectable, middle-aged housewives, remember?"She laughed out loud at that."Sweet, sexy, Marie," she said, "I am a very randy and greedy Domme, and you are my insatiable come-slut who screams so nicely for me when she comes.""I know that," I told her, "and you know that. I would prefer though, that the rest of the town didn't know it."She stopped, turning to face me. Before I knew what she was going to do, she had wrapped arms around me and kissed me deeply. I gasped in surprise before responding and noticed that all who walked past us seemed to be smiling Çukurambar escort at the sight."Now, come on," she ordered, "let's get to that shop. I want to see what other toys they have that I can use on you."The shop was very stylish as most modern sex shops are now. No more skulking in tatty little back streets, catering for men in shabby raincoats. Now, sex shops were in high streets and shopping malls, their high-class wares on display openly. We entered into a quiet, well appointed shop floor, with cabinets and display cases around the walls, clothing hung on racks.*The woman who greeted Ali like an old friend was tall and slim, rich, dark skin with gorgeous jet-black hair reaching down her back, dressed in a dark blue jacket and skirt, with semi-transparent pale-blue blouse showing her obvious charms to wonderful effect."Marie," Ali called, "This is Janet, an old friend, she is manageress of this sordid den of iniquity.""Less of the 'old' , if you don't mind," the woman replied, *"And it is not a den of iniquity. We sell select, high-quality toys and accessories to a discerning clientele, I would have you know."*She laughed wickedly, "Hi, Marie, good to meet you," she said, embracing me. "I would like to say I have heard all about you, but this sneaky cow has never even mentioned you. Where did she find you, darling?"Ali came over to us, putting an arm around my waist, as if to emphasise her ownership of me."Marie is my next-door-neighbour," she announced, "and we only recently became acquainted, so to speak."Janet looked at me, questioningly. I nodded."You lucky bitch," Janet said accusingly, "you just happen to find a sexy milf on your doorstep, literally. I give up. Nobody should be that lucky."Ali laughed.*"What we came in for, sexy darling, was a pair of handcuffs, fur lined if possible," she told Janet. "Mine are knackered and I am hoping to need some in the not-too-distant future"Janet looked at me appraisingly. "Really?" she smiled, "Lucky you. They are over here."We went to the display case where several different styles of cuffs were tastefully resting on maroon velvet cushions. All kinds from plain metal to rigid-bar double cuffs for wrists and ankles together. Ali picked out a pair of pink, furry cuffs, very sexy-looking but lined with solid steel. Then she picked up a strange contraption of two sets of double cuffs connected by a short steel chain."Wrist and ankle cuffs," she explained, "they lock your wrist and ankles together so you are bent double, very effective."While Alison had been looking over the cuffs, Janet had been rooting through a rack of dresses. She came across with a dress over her arm."Alison, I think this would look perfect on Marie. What do you think?" she asked.Alison held demetevler escort bayan the dress up. Very short, it seemed to consist mainly of holes, held together by lace. The word "gossamer" came to mind. It was the kind of thing you could imagine being made by sewing spiders webs together with glass strands. Very sexy, and totally revealing."Mmm, you are right," she purred, "very sexy. Marie, try it on, please?""Ali," I said, blushing, "I have nothing on under this dress.""That is fine," she announced, "you won't be wearing anything under this one when I have you in it, will you?"Before I knew what was happening, Janet was behind me, starting to unzip my sun-dress. I squealed in protest."What if someone walks in?" I asked."If that is all you are worried about, we can solve that easily enough. And before you ask, my assistant is off today, so I am on my own," Janet announced, flipping the door sign to "closed" and snapping the lock before pulling down the blind.I could see from Alison's expression that I was not going to get out of this, so I gave in to the inevitable, letting Janet unzip me and feeling cool air on my skin as my dress dropped to the floor. The new dress was slipped over my head and I was right, incredibly sexy, and totally revealing. It covered me from neck to just below the crotch, yet showed every detail of my body.*Fingers started exploring the many exposed areas of skin through the mesh-work, nipples were tweaked and stretched, then rolled between strong fingers and thumbs, to make me quiver with anticipation. Ticklish areas along my ribs were discovered and teased and the cheeks of my bum were stroked and pinched.Janet was pressed tight behind me, one arm around me holding a boob, the other caressing the cheeks of my bum. Alison was pressing against the front of me, a hand on one boob as she kissed me, the other hand exploring up the front of the dress.*I leaned back slightly as Janet's teeth nibbled at my neck, and I felt a finger slip inside my already wet slit. Whose finger, I did not know and did not care. With two pairs of hands stroking and caressing every sensitive spot on my body and then those teeth on my neck, I was already past the point of no return and wanted nothing more than to come. *I was lowered gently onto the soft carpeting, the dress riding up to my waist and shoulder straps slid off to expose my boobs.Janet straddled my head, pulling her skirt up to show she was not wearing underwear. As she lowered herself so that my mouth could reach her, I felt Alison between my wide-open legs, her tongue already making me gasp and squirm in her grip.As I was taken higher I grabbed Janet's hips, pulling her onto me while I was made to writhe helplessly by Alison. Janet grabbing Escort dikmen my tits did nothing to diminish my arousal; quite the opposite. I was starting to come, feeling that familiar pleasure begin to build, even as Janet stiffened, arching her back as she came for me. I followed soon after thanks to the talented tongue of Alison.Janet climbed off me, bending down to kiss me deeply before getting up. I started to rise but was pushed back down by Alison."Oh no, Marie," she purred, "We have not finished with you quite yet. You surely would not leave me without a climax? Besides, I rather think Janet wants to taste that sweet, juicy pussy of yours."After I come, I become very sensitive so the slightest touch sets me off again; a fact Alison had found out for herself fairly recently, so she knew what effect Janet would have on me. Her wicked smile told me I was right. It seems my Mistress enjoyed making her come-slut suffer delicious agony.I was already wriggling within moments of Janet starting to work on me. Alison was facing towards her and decided to assist Janet by holding my legs high and wide apart while Janet probed deeper and my thrashing grew more desperate. I gripped Alison's hips, pulling her to me, determined to give her a climax to make her scream.She must have been already aroused by tongue-fucking me and by seeing Janet and I come so loudly because she almost flinched as my tongue made contact with her erect clit. I nibbled and tongue-flicked it, making her squirm above me.After a few minutes I was forced to break off as Janet brought me to a powerful climax. She waited until my trembling had eased somewhat, then restarted stronger than before, and I resumed my interrupted attention of Alison's soaking pussy, teasing and probing until she came for me. As she came she released my legs and grabbed my hair to pull me harder still onto her, grinding against my face as Janet took me over the top again.We lay for a few minutes in a tangle of arms and legs, all three of us with hands, faces and pussies soaked in our juices. Fortunately, Janet had a good supply of tissues, wet wipes, and towels handy, so it was not long before we were all dressed respectably again; me wearing my sun-dress, with the gossamer dream dress in my bag and ready to face the world.*As we were leaving, Janet gave each of us long kisses, full of unspoken invitation. A final squeeze to my bottom from her and we walked out into the shopping mall again, once more the picture of innocent respectability.I thought we would be going home after that,but Alison had other ideas."That was fun," she said to me, "but I still feel the need for a little more relaxation. How about you? Up for a bit of fun?""Lead on," I told her, "You are the boss."She squeezed my bum, then smacked it sharply. I looked round guiltily to see if anyone had noticed."Glad you remember that," she laughed. "I know a little place just along here."We left the shopping mall, and went along a little back street to an inconspicuous building. It could have been any kind of office, just a plain frontage and an unmarked door.