Chapter 1

After months of sexting in the pre-internet days and never seeing each other, our attraction was cautiously intense. When she met me at the airport the first time, after a cross country flight, I was shocked at how pretty she was considering her casual tomboy approach to everything. Trying to compliment her, I said, “It’s not a good idea to start a relationship with a lie.” Her reaction was surprising. She blushed, shrugged shoulders with an awkward smile, and with a squeaky voice asked what that meant. I’d stumbled on a problem that would lead to much pain. I said, “You lied about being just average looking. You are much prettier than that.”

For the first time she whispered, “There are some things to always keep secret.” I pretended not to hear that.

She drove me to my hotel in D.C. and I’d asked, as a followup to all the long distance sexting, for boob pictures. Sue casually showed me her tits on simple request the first day we met. It was more a test than a real need to see her tiny A cups. She swore she was shy and modest. That was not her first lie. Neither was her telling me she didn’t lie. She was dismissive about her “tiny titties” yet, kissing, petting, nibbling nipples made hours pass. Hers were the only nipples I have ever seen that looked like mushrooms with wide and thick caps. That was the only time I saw them look like that. Fascinating. She left without touching or seeing my stiffness. That felt odd.

My next trip there, I got a motel room and setup a friendly lunch on their small, round table. I turned in time to see her step out of her slacks then strip off her top. She came to the table in just panties. I asked why she stripped. Her indignant answer was, “We’re going to go to bed, right?” I could only agree. We ate, stripped, and fucked for the first time. Oral sex was great both ways.

A month later, I took a week off for my next trip, but Sue couldn’t get the time off. She asked me to stay in her shared apartment so we could spend nights and a weekend together. Her petite roomie, Mel, was very cute behind her glasses and was curvy and attractive. She avoided me as much as she could.

Starting with the first day, Sue surprised me with her daily, after work habit. She closed her room’s door and moved to her eighteenth floor window in one of several similar close buildings. That first day, she was in a conservative outfit: pink jacket; matching, below-the-knee, skirt; pastel blouse with a big bow. Silently staring out the window in a trance, she slipped off the jacket and unbuttoned her blouse. While I tried to reconcile her “shy and modest” comment with her actions, she took off her top and released her bra. Still at the window with dozens of possible voyeurs enjoying the show, she rubbed and scratched her chest and tits until her perfect nipples were stiff and lusty. Was she a closeted exhibitionist?

After a minute plus of rubbing her tits, she dropped her skirt, then her panties. Still facing the open window, she rubbed her bare legs and naked pussy. I didn’t know what to say, so I said nothing. My dick swelled and I rubbed it as I watched her perform. She had to know she was staring out an open window and had fans in every building so there was nothing for me to say. She turned sideways showing off her tiny tits and ass in profile. Showing off? As she rubbed her tits, she turned her cute ass to her fans and rubbed it and lifted her cheeks. She spread them, giving a clear view of her pink asshole. Acting unaware of me, she gave a clear, rear view of her swelling pussy. After a long moment she slowly bent to put on panties, shorts and a T-shirt. Then she snapped out of her trance and asked if I were ready to eat with Mel and her boyfriend Mike. With no comment about performing naked for neighbors, I agreed and waited to see if she repeated her show the next day.

Mike was a new dentist and seemed a bit shy. After our meal, Sue wanted some alone time so we went back to her closed room. She took a transparent green robe to the window and striped down to just her transparent green panties there again. The green robe was dual layered and barely covered her ass or pussy, and had no ties or closures. My dick was hard again from watching her strip her panties off and perform again for her fans. Her pretending to be unaffected by exposing herself to unknown strangers didn’t stop her pretty pussy from leaking her arousal from rubbing her clit. Away from the window, deep, wet kisses became nipple worship — they felt and tasted wonderful.

Her trimmed and seashell shaped bush was light brown, like her head hair. It tasted of wet arousal. When I spread her swelling labia, the intoxicating aroma filled my lungs as her glistening ambrosia coated my tongue. A red blush climbed from her bush to her jaw and she came quietly on my face and fingers. A satisfied smile conquered her face and we kissed gently as my fingers enjoyed her hot, moist depths. Smiling, she inched her way down to my stiff cock and inhaled it. She made it swell, throb, and fill her mouth with my batter. She swallowed easily. A moment later, she put on her panties and announced that she needed some water. I wondered if swallowing were new to her. Nah. After pulling on her vaporous robe and holding it closed, she dashed out the door leaving it open and me stiff-dicked again in just a T-shirt.

I quickly pulled on my shorts and ran to the door to see if she were exposing herself to her room mate. Meg and Mike were sprawled across the living room floor playing a board game. Monopoly? Mike in just boxers, Mel in a loose and very short robe with her luscious legs fully exposed to her cheeks in sexy boy-shorts. Sue leapt over the board like a gazelle. Her long, sexy, bare legs spread wide in mid air. I could easily see her pussy through her gossamer panties with obvious nipples bouncing above, so Mike had a great view from below. My cock stiffened again. Her slow motion leap ended when she landed on some plastic pieces. Her foot slid out and she rolled to land on her back next to their board.

She froze a moment, knees up and apart, robe fully open on the floor, with all of us staring at her fully exposed tits and thinly veiled pussy. When she started laughing while we determined that she was unhurt, at least Mike and I stared at her barely covered, still swollen pussy, and dancing bare nipples. She covered only her face for a moment before getting up, apologizing, and finally closing her robe as she went to the kitchen. Had she exposed herself to Mike before so she was very slow to cover up? Was there a casual dress code I didn’t know about? She half filled a glass, then took a small sip before spilling out the rest. So she didn’t need water so urgently. Returning slowly around the board, she held her robe tightly, her panties and pussy nearly fully exposed. We didn’t talk about it, yet I never forgot.

The next day, after work, I was fully aroused thinking about her performing at the window again. She arrived in a white blouse and black skirt. Again, she went to the window before stripping off her top and bra. I waited as she rubbed her tits for her viewers. She slowly dropped her skirt, then slowly bent to pick it up. Trying to fit in with her “hobby,” I stripped naked and got behind her at the window showing off my stiffness and expecting to ramp up her performance by letting the voyeurs watch me fuck her to orgasm. I slid her panties off and she turned on me in disgust. “What are you doing?” was her only response. She left me naked at the window, exited the bedroom then pulled on shorts and put on a T-shirt after she entered the living room. This is not the act of a modest person unless she was involved sexually with her room mate and fiancé. I can’t be sure if Mel saw me naked as I closed the door. My angry cock surged at the thought and I considered confronting Sue naked in front of Mel. I wasn’t that bold and too shy.

The confrontation passed silently. When I came out mostly dressed, Mel became shy and went to her room. Maybe she did see me or was she just giving us privacy to settle a problem? Sue was fuming, yet refused to explain. It would be a long while before I figured out what embarrassed her and what she enjoyed.

Mel took quick showers at 08:00 every morning. Sue was still angry the next day and made sure to wake me with her work prep. I watched in silence as she dressed in a loose tank top and short skirt — no underclothes. I had to wonder if she intended to flash her goods at work too. She left in silence except for a loud door slam.

Since I was up, I headed for the toilet at 08:10, a minute after hearing the shower turn off. I entered in a daze and caught Mel as she hung her towel — totally naked. She couldn’t hear me right away with her blow dryer screaming so I had the pleasure of watching her surprising tits and cute ass dance. My rising dick was obvious to any who looked at my boxers — she didn’t. The warm bathroom light and the remaining fine shower mist formed a pale gold aura around her and made her even more desirable. When she finally noticed me, she screeched and turned toward me, palms down and out. As her mouth flapped without words, I had a full frontal view of her shapely, sexy body. “Wh-h-hat are you doing in here? Oh, I see,” she said as she stared at my tented shorts. She covered her tits and dense black bush.

“I was just coming to use the toilet since Sue woke me. But it’s only fair to catch you like this since you and Mike had a long look at Sue naked. You must have seen her nude before and I’m guessing Mike has also. You also saw me naked, yesterday in her room. I must say, you are a positively pleasant surprise. You are one of the lucky ones who look so much better naked than in anything I’ve seen you in. Your jeans, shorts, and bikinis give you a muffin top and make your thighs look out of proportion. Yet, naked your slim waist looks perfect and your toned thighs fit your size beautifully. Your tits look bigger and firmer nude. Let me see them again?”

“No Al. You should leave. Though Mike and I have an open arrangement, we set a time to be with others while the other of us watches, so you are not going to fuck me no matter what Sue says. And you weren’t naked since you had a T-shirt on!”

“Oh, so she told you we have the same agreement? Did she tell you it only includes oral both ways, fingers in any hole, alone or not? We draw the line at Frenching and fucking. Since our partners are OK with so much, turn and show me your cute ass. You owe me since you’ve both seen Sue.”

“I don’t OWE you anything, Al. But I agree it’s only fair.” She dropped her hands then turned to show me her rear. Her grin filled the mirror.

“That’s beautiful, Mel. Your ass has a natural pear shape and is firm. May I touch it since both spouses are OK with touching?” Her cheeks clenched as she turned her head to me. After a short delay she agreed and I knelt behind her before my fingers gently scanned each cheek. “I like a light touch at first, then building to firm squeezers and shifting. Here’s hoping you do too.” Lifting and squeezing a new ass is as fun as watching it rebound. I ran my hands down her short, toned thighs (back and front). “I see zero cellulite, though even thin people have some. Beautiful. Bend forward and grab the tub as you push your ass toward me.” She resisted a bit. “Still just touching glutes. Spread your legs wider for me. Relax these beautiful cheeks?”