by Bridy McAvoy
Joe lifted Lizzie’s panties up to his nose and sniffed delicately, bringing a blush to the back of Lizzie’s neck—all that Carol could see from her vantage point. He repeated the process with the tiny scrap of lace that the blonde had handed to him, bringing a girlish giggle from Susie.
“Well, my beauties, you know what Phil promised me and you can’t be missing from downstairs too often, can you?”
With that the two women smiled at each other—well, Carol assumed from her rear view that Lizzie returned the smile that Susie gave her—and the two moved into close proximity facing each other. As they entwined their arms around each other and began to kiss, the penny dropped for Carol. In order to assure his selection as Deputy Mayor, Phil had obviously promised a lesbian show for Joe between his wife and her friend. As the two girls necked and French kissed each other, their hands began to move. From her vantage point, Carol could only see what Susie was doing behind Lizzie and could only surmise that she was returning the favor to her friend.
Susie’s hands were roaming down Lizzie’s back, simultaneously holding and caressing her friend and hostess. As the two girls continued to kiss and caress each other, Carol watched as the devious Mayor calmly put both pairs of panties into his pocket. Finally, they broke the kiss and the two young women moved their position slightly. Lizzie was standing facing Joe at the foot of the bed and Susie was standing behind her with her hands resting on Lizzie’s hips. Despite being slightly behind the action and, therefore, unable to see exactly what was happening, from the anticipatory gleam in Joe’s eyes it was clear that Susie was about to display her friend’s charms for his benefit.
Lizzie simply held her arms loosely to her sides as Susie’s hands travelled up to Lizzie’s breasts before disappearing into the space between the two women. The sound of the zip on the back of Lizzie’s maid’s costume being drawn down was quite loud in Carol’s ears, but she couldn’t tear her eyes away from the spectacle in front of her.
Slowly, to prolong the viewer’s pleasure, Susie brought her hands up to Lizzie’s shoulders and just as slowly brushed the lace fabric away and down. The garment fell away exposing Lizzie’s lacy bra and, as gravity took over, the outfit fell to the floor. Joe’s eyes were riveted to Lizzie’s fully shaven pussy as Susie continued to strip her friend by unclipping the bra. The flimsy lace could not hold against gravity either as the blonde pushed the straps off the shoulders and thus, within moments, Lizzie was totally naked in front of the Mayor.
The fact that her body was on display didn’t faze the young brunette in any way, nor did the flickering fingers of Susie’s hands as the blonde began to play with her friend. One hand caressed and pinched at a nipple while the other snaked down toward that waiting slit as Lizzie shifted her legs apart to accommodate her.
Although Carol could only see a three quarter rear view, she knew exactly when Susie’s probing finger tips reached Lizzie’s sensitive clit, as the brunette gave out a low moan and her legs slid wider apart. Suddenly, Joe made a gesture to the watching Susie and she stopped manipulating the willing body in front of her. She stepped around her naked friend and it was now Lizzie’s turn to display the blonde. Again Carol heard the sound of a zip being drawn down but this time, as the brief maid’s costume cascaded to the floor, the braless Susie was revealed in all her naked glory.
Just as her friend had, Susie spread her legs to allow Lizzie’s probing fingers to reach each and every part of her treasures. Carol was spellbound within the dressing room only feet from the action as, under Lizzie’s expert ministrations, Susie worked her way up to the peak of an orgasm, something Joe’s intervention had denied Lizzie. Susie was not going to be denied and Carol was treated to the erotic sight of the leggy blonde shuddering her way to climax as Lizzie’s fingers manipulated her in front of the balding watcher.
As Susie came down from her high, Joe moved around so he was sitting on the side of the bed rather than the foot, on the same side as the hidden voyeur, Carol. He patted the end of the bed he had just vacated and the two naked women moved slowly to the bed. At his silent direction, the two sank down onto the bed, only inches away from the watching Mayor, lying on their sides facing each other with their arms entwined. They began to kiss again and, as their hands began to roam over each other’s bodies again, Joe reached out one hand and began to gently caress the point of Lizzie’s hip, the nearest naked flesh to him. This carried on for several minutes before Susie became impatient.
The blonde woman rolled Lizzie onto her back, her jutting naked hip actually touching the still sitting Joe and, after kissing her for a few seconds, she began to trail kisses down across the recumbent body. As she passed between Lizzie’s nipples, she brought her thumbs and fingers up to tweak and savagely pull on the outstanding nubs. Lizzie moaned in passion and her back arched. Susie continued trailing kisses down across Lizzie’s navel and, as she approached her obvious goal, Lizzie spread her legs in surrender.
With Lizzie’s stupendous rack right in front of him, unattended and undefended, Joe reached out with one hand and began to roughly maul the nearest breast. Meanwhile, Susie had slipped off the bed to kneel at the gap between Lizzie’s widespread legs and Carol had a clear view as she began to eat out her friend expertly. Carol blushed furiously in the hiding place of the darkened dressing room as her body remembered exactly how good it had felt when the blonde had done the same thing to her on the patio the day before.
Her breathing was getting labored and she was trying to pant quietly lest she gave her presence away, fully aware of how damp her panties were getting watching the lascivious sight in front of her.
Joe began to talk to Lizzie as Susie’s tongue brought her to the point of orgasm.
“So, are things set up for the retreat?”
“Almost,” Lizzie gasped.
“Almost?”
“We’ve nearly got it all set up.”
“Only nearly? That’s not good enough.”
He had to pause before Lizzie could answer, as the brunette thrashed to orgasm under Susie.
He continued to roughly massage Lizzie’s breast as she came down from the peak of her orgasm and tweaked it painfully to get her attention. Despite bringing her friend to orgasm Susie kept going, her lithe tongue flickering between the entry to Lizzie’s pussy and circling round the protruding nub of her un-hooded clit. From her vantage point, Carol could see everything Susie was doing in clear close-up detail.
“Phil is asking Peter and Andrew to go with him on the fishing trip tonight.”
Lizzie could only gasp out short sentences as she struggled for breath under the double assault. Joe tweaked her nipple again.
“Go on.”
“Once we have got the husbands out of the way it’ll be easy.”
Carol gasped, she realized that her devious neighbors were paying a higher price for his selection as Deputy Mayor. But why was he taking her and Rebecca’s husbands out of the way?
“So, there are no problems with the accommodation for the weekend then?”
“No… Oh, God! Susie please don’t stop!”
“And the entertainment?”
“Well, there is a little fly in the ointment.”
“What?”
“Rebecca’s mother is seriously ill. That’s why she’s not here tonight.”
“The retreat is six weeks away.”
“I know, but I can’t work on her at the moment.”
“Why not?”
Again the devious Mayor had to wait as Lizzie climbed the slope to another orgasm. When she came back down again, Susie paused in her work to allow Lizzie to continue in a more measured way.
“Her mother lives upstate and she has spent the last three weekends flying up there to be with her. She’s not expected out of hospital for at least two months and Rebecca will be up there every weekend.”
“Meaning she won’t be there for the retreat?”
“No, there’s nothing I can do.”
“So there will only b
e the three of you here, then?”
Carol stared out at the trio on the bed in disbelief, surely they couldn’t mean…
“Well, of course, I’ll be here and so will Susie.”
“What about Carol, that delectably prim neighbor of yours?”
Carol’s gasp was audible in the room as she heard Lizzie confirm her own availability.
Chapter 11
“Why don’t we ask the lady herself?” Joe suddenly asked.
There was nowhere for Carol to hide as the realization struck home that all three participants in the bedroom drama she had been watching had known about her presence all along, and that the little conversation Joe had just started had been entirely for her benefit.
Carol just stood there, frozen in shock as she watched the pot-bellied older man lever himself off the bed and approach the dressing room door. Suddenly he was there and, throwing the door open, he stepped aside to invite her out into the room. Caught, unable to explain her presence satisfactorily to this man, she continued to stand there as if rooted to the spot.
“Come on, sweetie.” Lizzie was there standing in the doorway, holding out her hand to the unresisting Carol.
As Carol was led by naked Lizzie into the well-lit bedroom, she kept her eyes down to avoid looking at the Mayor. Instead, she found herself looking down at the perfect round globes of her neighbor’s ass. She didn’t want to look there so she tried to look to one side instead, only to see the blonde well-trimmed pussy of Susie walking toward her. Finally, Lizzie stopped and Carol realized she was facing the end of the bed with a naked neighbor on each side. Joe came and sat on the end of the bed facing her; with her head still down she was looking at his chest. Nevertheless, her eyes had taken in the bulge his manhood was making in his trousers. She didn’t trust herself to speak so just stood there, subserviently, waiting for someone else to break the silence.
“So, we have a little peeping Tom here? Or is it a peeping Thomasina?”
Joe chuckled at his own wit whilst Carol blushed redder than ever.
“Look at me, girl.”
Carol looked up and her eyes betrayed there was no fight left in her.
“You were right, Lizzie; this neighbor of yours is a real submissive, isn’t she? Look at her, no indignation, no bluster, and no fight. Perfect for our needs I think.”
“Oh, yes, she’ll do exactly what I tell her to, won’t you, Carol?”
Lizzie’s question burned into Carol’s psyche, and she gulped before abjectly nodding.
“You see, the perfect little submissive who has been enjoying her slut training over the last couple of days, haven’t you, Carol?”
Carol nodded again, biting her lip, unable to form any satisfactory answer to the questions being asked of her and unable to understand why.
“Has Phil had her yet?”
“No, not yet, next week I think. The only man who’s had her since she got married is her husband.” Lizzie laughed wickedly. “As far as we know, anyway.”
“Have you had her, Lizzie?”
“No, but Susie has and we’ve all seen her delicious little body.”
They were continuing to talk about her as if she wasn’t there. She wanted to run, so desperately wanted to turn and run out of the room, but her legs wouldn’t move. She felt rooted to the spot, unable to comprehend what was happening, what was about to happen to her.
“Is her body as good as it appears to be through those impossibly prim clothes?”
“Definitely.”
“So why didn’t she wear something as sexy as you two tonight?”
“I don’t think she dared. Did you, Carol?”
Again, in answer, she simply shook her head no.
“Well, take the blouse off and let me see.”
As Joe said this Carol’s head came up and her mouth dropped open, releasing the lip she had been biting. Her head flicked from side to side looking for an escape route but only spotting the other two women stepping close to her. The moment was there when flight might have been possible and then it was gone. One hand on each side grasped her arms, holding them down by her sides. One hand from each naked woman reached up to the top button on her stiff blouse and, as they skilfully flicked the first button through its button hole, the moment was gone.
The neck of the blouse parted slightly as that button came undone, and still more as the next and then the third followed it. The two women paused at that moment and drew the two halves of the blouse apart, displaying Carol’s neck and the start of her cleavage to the grinning man sitting on the end of the bed. Her entire neck and face were suffused with blood as she blushed at the thought of the two naked women stripping her in front of him.
Their hands travelled lower, now meeting between her breasts to under the button there, their palms resting on the swell of her breasts, gently rubbing them as they did so. Carol’s breathing was becoming ragged as the subservient woman realized they fully intended to strip her naked for their, and Joe’s, entertainment.
Again she looked wildly around for an escape route but there was no obvious one available. She knew that if she screamed someone in the house would come running—in fact, several of the men in the house would come running. But if she did that how could she explain what she was doing hiding in Lizzie’s bedroom whilst the three people with her got it on.
The moment for flight was gone now as the last button popped open and the two women began to tug the tails of the blouse out from her skirt waistband. Still she could not find it within herself to resist as they pulled the blouse free and slowly lowered it away from her shoulders and down her arms. The white bra she wore was quite demure but, as it was unpadded, it failed to prevent the other three people in the room noticing her prominent aroused nipples poking into the fabric. She was actually shaking as the two women completed the removal of her blouse; now any chance of flight was gone, gone for good.
“Tell me, dear, is that trembling from fear or from desire?”
She looked at him, her eyes wide as saucers, pleading with him to end the torment but unable to form an answer to his question.
“As something has got your tongue, I suggest we continue the process. I think the skirt next, ladies, or do you think the bra?”
“It’s fear.”
The words tumbled out of her mouth as she attempted to postpone the probably inevitable moment when her bra would be removed and her tits revealed.
“There is nothing to be afraid of here, Carol, other than fear itself. I think it’s actually a combination of both. I think you are afraid of just how high your desire is. Remove her skirt, please, ladies.”
The two naked women continued the process of reducing Carol to their level and still maintained a hold on her arms as they undid the zip on the tight skirt and pulled it down over her hips to form a circle on top of her feet. Her black hold-up stockings contrasted nicely with the matching white bra and panty set she was wearing. She blushed yet again as she realized that the crotch band of the panties was almost certainly wet, the spreading stain indicating her arousal, as if her nipples hadn’t already.
“Very nice. Lizzie, you were right, sweetheart, she definitely has got a good body on her. Are you ready to continue, Carol? Take her bra off. I think it’s time I feasted my eyes on her pair as well as you two’s.”
Carol stared straight at him, willing him to stop, to tell the girls to stop. She definitely didn’t want to be topless in this room, knowing it would go further still. Her mouth opened and closed but no sound came out. Suddenly she felt the release of pressure that told her her two friends had undone the clip, and she still couldn’t muster up any resistance as they slowly, teasingly, drew the straps off her shoulders and down her arms. A second later the bra fell away and her breasts were on show.
Unable to raise her hands to cover herself due to the gentle pressure on her arms exerted by the women on either side, she could only stand there as his eyes drank in the beauty of her chest. Her breath grew ever more ragged and the per
fectly shaped tits heaved with her exertion as she tried to suck air into her lungs.
At a signal from him that she almost missed, the two women gracefully dropped to their knees on both sides and a hand snagged the waistband of her panties at each hip.
“No…”
She tried to protest but there was no conviction in her voice as the panties were gradually drawn down over her hips. She panted for air as the top of her neatly trimmed dark bush came into view above the opaque cotton. More and more of it showed itself to the appreciative audience and then, suddenly, the tautness of the fabric let go and gravity assisted the two hands pulling the panties down her legs. Her slit, shaven below the trimmed bush, was now clearly visible to Joe, despite her vain attempt to keep her legs pressed firmly together. The pressure her own thighs exerted was enough to squeeze a tiny bead of moisture from her pulsing slit and she closed her eyes in shame at this extreme evidence of her own arousal.
Still she did not resist as the two women lifted one leg in turn and removed the tangle of clothing that pooled on top of her heels. Finally she stood there, exactly as they did, clad only in stockings and heels, still wondering how she had got herself into this situation. There was no resistance either as Susie and Lizzie led her forward the two or three steps to stand directly in front of Joe, her legs brushing against his knees as he surveyed the prize so presented to him.
“Very nice indeed. May I?”
The question meant nothing to her but she suddenly realized the meaning as his hand snaked out to cup her breast. The touch of his fingers was electrifying. No man had touched her that way in the entire time of her marriage and now, this man, much older than her, was fondling her breast. Her legs swayed, only the two women to either side providing support prevented her from collapsing to the floor at his feet.
His other hand came forward and she continued to stand there passively as he fondled both breasts. When his fingers hooked around her nipples, squeezing them against his thumbs, she gasped. When he pulled on them she took a further involuntary step forward into the space he had now made for her by parting his legs. One hand dropped to her other treasure and she still just stood there as one finger lightly traced a path up and down her moist slit.