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Vanessa's New Life 09
This is part 9 of my Journal. I started writing it when I made a bold
decision to change my life. I left my dull existence in North Wales and
went to work as a Housekeeper for a in the East Midlands of
England. It is a decision that I will never regret. I have never been so
happy and never had so much pleasure.
Vanessa
Saturday December 19
The next thing I knew was that the sun was shining and there were
people talking on next door's balcony. When I looked out there was a
young couple staring into our room and at the 4 naked bodies strewn all
over the beds. I got up and opened the glass doors to the balcony,
walked out and said, "good morning." The woman looked a bit shocked
but the bulge in the man's shorts told me that he was enjoying what he
saw. The noise of the door opening had woken the others up and they
slowly walked out to join me.
Jon brought a bottle of water with him and passed it around. After a
minute or so Chloe realised that she was naked on the balcony with
strangers watching her. She went inside to get dressed. Jon realised
what time it was and told Emma and Chloe that we had a plane to catch
and that they would have to leave. Theirs was an afternoon flight whilst
we had to leave in an hour. We said our goodbyes and we headed for
the shower. I was quite surprised that I didn't have a hangover, Jon said
that he didn't have one either but I bet that Emma and Chloe did.
When we came out of the shower the couple next door were still on their
balcony and still watching us. We packed our things then got dressed.
Jon had me wear just a skirt and top but before I could put them on I
had to put my Ben Wa balls inside me and I had to do it in full view of
our neighbours who were still watching me (us). I could see that I was
going to have an interesting journey home.
When we had checked our luggage in we went through customs to the
departure lounge. The security people were getting everyone to walk
through some sort of x-ray arch. It bleeped when I went through and
this told me to go through again. It bleeped again. It was obvious
that I wasn't carrying anything so he ran this x-ray stick thing up and
down close to my body. As it got near my stomach it bleeped over and
over. I realised that it must have found Ben and wondered what he
would do. I had pictures running through me head of being taken into a
room and told to strip off. Then having to have an internal examination.
I wondered if I would enjoy it but I didn't get the chance. The just
shook his 'stick' then put it in front of my stomach again. When it
bleeped again he shook his head and waved me on. In a way I was a
little disappointed. It could have been interested.
Jon wanted to walk about the departure lounge which meant that Ben
was working hard. After about 10 minutes I grabbed his arm and stood
there and shook as an orgasm took control of me. I think that Jon had
forgotten about Ben because he looked a bit surprised at first, then his
face changed to a smile. When I'd calmed down we went and got a
coffee and waited for the plane.
Amazingly enough the plane took off on time, but it wasn't long before I
realised that the 4-hour journey was going to take its toll on me. The
constant background vibrations of the plane were keeping Ben working
ever so slowly. The tingling in my wouldn't stop. I tried to think
about other things but the tingling would not go away. I could feel my
juices slowly seeping out of me and I decided that I had better lift the
back of my skirt over my bum. I didn't want to have a big wet patch on
my skirt for everyone to see as we walked through East Midlands
Airport.
I wriggled about to hitch my skirt up and held one of the magazines on
my lap so that no one could see too much. When the flight attendant
came to give us our meal I accidentally knocked the magazine off my
lap as I release the little table from the seat in front. The flight
attendant looked a little startled when she realised that she could see all
my thighs right up to my stomach; but she just carried on as if nothing
had happened. We finished the meal and I made sure that the
magazine stayed in place when the food trays were collected.
After that Jon went to sleep but the tingling in my was building
up. I could feel an orgasm slowly building from deep inside me. About 3
hours into the journey I just couldn't fight it any more and it hit me. I
grabbed Jon's arm and trembled something wicked. I was squeezing
Jon's arm so much that he woke up to see me trying desperately to
keep my mouth shut. I wanted to scream. My body felt like it was about
to explode. In the end I think that did let out a bit of a moan but I think
that I held it quite well really. One of the flight attendants walked by as
I was coming down from my high. She stopped and asked me if I was all
right. I daren't open my mouth and Jon managed to persuade her that I
was OK.
The rest of the flight wasn't too bad. Another orgasm was slowly
building up inside me but we landed before it hit me. When I got up off
my seat I managed to get my skirt back down before anyone (even Jon)
noticed. I looked at the seat and wondered how long it had to dry before
the next person sat in it. It looked as if someone had spilt a whole bottle
of water on it. If only they knew.
The walk through passport control to the luggage collection area finished
me off and I had to go to the toilet. As soon as I got in there my skirt
was up and my fingers were working on my clit. It took only seconds for
me to again.
When I went out Jon had our cases and was waiting for me. When we
went outside the cold really hit me. My nipples went like bullets in as
much time as it takes a bullet to leave a gun. I was glad that we didn't
have long to wait for a taxi to take us home.
The house was cold when we got there and Jon let me keep my skirt and
top on until things warmed-up but I had to keep Ben in for the rest of
the day. I had 3 more orgasms as I did the housework. That night I
begged Jon to fuck me before going to sleep. He did and at last I felt
that I had got what I needed.
Sunday December 20
We both woke up late and had a lazy day. After reading the papers Jon
spent most of the day sorting out the mail and other such things.
Nothing exciting happened.
Week commencing December 21
Monday was quiet and I spent a few hours keying details of the last
week's exploits into this journal. I went to Tesco but never saw anyone
I knew. That evening Jon promised to buy me some warmer clothes for
going out in the winter.
Tuesday - I finished getting this journal up to date just before Jon came
home (early) and he told me to get cleaned-up and ready to go out. I
put on the dress that he bought me for my birthday, the short silky one
that hangs out from my chest letting anyone who looks see all my
breasts. Jon took me to a big hotel in Derby where we met the people
that he works with and their wives and partners. There were about 30 of
us in all but most of them were a lot than me. There were only 4
of them that looked under 30, a and his and a couple of
in their late teens or early twenties. Jon said that they were the office
juniors. One or two of the asked Jon to introduce them to his
'charming wife' and when he introduced me as his housekeeper
they looked a little surprised.
We sat at a table with the younger ones. I had Jon on one side of me
and the youngish on the other. The 2 were sitting opposite us.
The kept sitting up straight and bending over to talk to me. It was
obvious that he was looking at my but I didn't care. When Jon
noticed what he was doing he just smiled. We had a great meal but the
conversation was mainly about computers and their work.
After the meal a DJ appeared at the other side of a little dance floor and
a few people started dancing. The 2 got up to dance and Jon told
me to go with them. I had a great evening with most of the
wanting to dance with me. I was dancing with one of the
when a slow number came on and he put his arms round me and almost
hugged me as we slowly danced. My bum felt like my dress had been
pulled up over it but this hugging me stopped me from checking.
He finally let me go and I went to the for a pee.
One of the office juniors was in there and she told me that everyone had
seen my bum. Jokingly I said that it was a good job that he hadn't
grabbed me from behind as everyone would have been able to see my
pussy. She seemed a little startled and said, "Oh, I know that just about
everyone's seen both your and your bum now but I thought that you
must be wearing a G-string or 'T' back knickers." "I stopped wearing
knickers years ago, the only thing I'm wearing is this dress" I replied.
"Well" she said, "you've just cost me a tenner, some of the at the
bar were saying that you didn't have any knickers on and I bet them
£10 that you'd be wearing a G-string." "Sorry" I said, "but I won't tell
them if you don't."
I never did find out if she paid-up because I didn't see much of her
again. Jon came to dance with me when I went back out and I know
that he was holding the back of my dress up some of the time. When I
mentioned it to him he just said that he was proud of my body. I had to
drive home as Jon had had way too much to drink and as soon as we
got home and upstairs he fell asleep.
Wednesday - Went to Tesco again and bought the turkey and the rest of
the things for Christmas. There were too many people in there to have
any fun. I bought of decorations and put them up before Jon got
home. He liked them but I got punished for getting them without first
checking with him. He had me bend over the back of the sofa, naked
with my legs wide apart while he spanked me 100 times. After I had got
to "84 Thank you Master" the doorbell rang and I had to stay there while
he answered it.
It was the paperboy who had come to collect his money. Jon invited him
in out of the cold while he went and got the money. As Jon was coming
back down the stair I heard him say "Ignore her, she's been an bad
and is being punished." It was only then that I realised that Jon had left
the lounge door open and the must have been looking at my
backside and wet pussy. Nothing else was said and Jon came back gave
me the rest of the 100. I hope his hand didn't as bad as my
backside did, but as usual the pain was mixed with the pleasure. I
hoped that Jon would fuck me afterwards but he didn't and I had to
finish the job with my hand when I went to bed.
Thursday - Christmas Eve - I spent the day getting ready for the next
day. Jon came home just after lunch and just before teatime Vicky rang
and asked if she could spend Christmas with us, she had been going to
spend it with her but they'd managed to get a late holiday in the
sun so she was on her own. Jon told her that he was happy for her to
join us, providing that she didn't bring any clothes with her, only a coat,
shoes and a toothbrush. It took less than a second for her to agree and
within 5 minutes we were driving over to Nottingham to collect her.
When we got to Vicky's flat we discovered that Liz and Kelly had already
left to go to one of Liz's friends for the weekend. Vicky was already
waiting for us wearing just her coat and shoes.
On the way home we stopped at the pub at the end of the road for a
drink. The place was crowded and quite warm and I wanted to cool
down but there was no way that I was going to take my coat off, not
unless Jon told me to. Instead I loosened the belt to let the air circulate
which was fine as we were all stood at one end of the bar. Vicky tried to
tell us what she had been up to in the couple of months since we last
saw her but the noise was too great and in the end she gave up. She did
manage to give us a quick flash of her smooth bald pubes just to prove
that they were still like that. In the end we gave-up and headed for
home.
As Vicky was walking from the car she suddenly stopped and leaned
against the house wall. When I asked her what was wrong she told me
that she was wearing her Ben Wa balls and that they had just got the
better of her. Jon heard this and told her that she was told to bring just
a coat, shoes and a toothbrush. Vicky said that she was sorry, but said
that she didn't think that things inside her would count. Jon wasn't
impressed and told her that she would be punished for it.
Inside we took of our coats and shoes and I got us some more drinks.
Jon took his clothes off as well. After we told Vicky all about our holiday
she told us what she had been up to. She hadn't worn knickers since she
had last seen us and had only worn a bra when it 'wouldn't have been
appropriate in a Building Society' to have had her bouncing about.
She told us that she had taken Liz and Kelly to the nightclub where they
had the foam and the swimming pool and that she had managed to get
Liz and Kelly to go into the pool. They had kept their knickers on but
Vicky (being naked) had attracted a bit more attention and one had
tried to fuck her from behind. She had turned to look at him and didn't
fancy him so she'd pushed him away.
As Vicky was telling us all this I noticed that she was squirming in her
seat and that Jon's dick was getting hard. Jon noticed Vicky looking at
his dick and said, "You haven't had a for ages have you, you'd
better sleep with me tonight." As we headed upstairs Jon told me to play
with myself, but not to make myself cum. He said that he'd explain all in
the morning.
Friday - Christmas Day - I got up first and looked into Jon's room. Vicky
was sat astride him and having a good ride. I was a little disappointed
as I wanted to do that to him as a little Christmas present. When they
eventually came downstairs breakfast was just about ready and we all
sat there, naked, eating and talking about lots of different things. Vicky
asked if we still had the 'wonderful fucking machine' and when Jon said
that we had she asked if she could use it. Jon just said, "later."
After breakfast Vicky and me started getting things ready for dinner
while Jon disappeared. An hour later he returned and called us into the
lounge. He told us that he had planned to give me one of the deepest
most intense orgasm that I would ever have as a Christmas present. It
was to be slowly built-up throughout the day as a mixture of pain,
pleasure and frustration. He told me to resist having an orgasm all day
and to tell him if I got anywhere near having one. Vicky hadn't been
part of his original plan but since she was here then he would make it a
'double act'.
To start off with Vicky and me had to spank each other 50 times as hard
as we could. This was to be administered while we were over Jon's knee.
I think that he wanted us to feel his hard dick pressing into our stomach
as it was happening. I was the first over Jon's knee and Vicky really did
try hard. By the time I had said, "30 - thank you" my juices were
starting to flow and Vicky eased off a bit in the forties. On the last
couple her fingers were starting to linger on my before she pulled
her hand away. My backside wasn't too painful at the end and I hadn't
needed to cry.
Next it was Vicky's turn and she gave a little moan of pleasure as she
pressed her stomach onto Jon's hard dick. Without being told she
opened her legs so that my hand would be able to get at her
easily. I think that she was hoping that I would concentrate on fingering
her rather than on the spanking. Vicky didn't count the strokes so
I did. I wasn't going to give her an easy time and by the time I got to 25
my hand was really hurting. I stared to slow down but tried to direct my
hand so that my fingers went round her cheek and onto her pussy. By
the time I had delivered 40 spanks I had developed the art of moving
my hand after it had landed so that a finger went into her before
my hand came away. I knew that Vicky had noticed it but I didn't know
if Jon had. He didn't say anything. When Vicky stood up there were
tears in her eyes, but at the same time she gave me a 'knowing' smile.
Jon still had his hard-on and he said that one of us would have to do
something about it. He kept looking at us both but in the end he let me
give him a to relive his pressures. I was down on my knees in
front of him and he was really trying to get his dick as far down my
throat as he could. At one point I was having a bit of difficulty breathing,
but that soon changed when he shot his load straight down my throat. I
didn't even get the chance to taste it.
It was then back to the Christmas dinner but Jon brought us both a
glass of wine. When everything was cooking nicely Jon decided that it
was time for the next round. He had us both put our Ben Wa ball in their
proper place and told us to run up and down the stairs 10 times.
did that get me excited. I was glad that it wasn't 20 I was nearly ready
to after the 10.
Just as we were about to sit down to dinner Jon told me to replace Ben
with the remote controlled vibe. All through the meal he played with the
control and got me so close to cumming that I only just managed to tell
him to stop. I had that familiar feeling deep inside me that was
threatening to explode out. Eating just seemed to push the feeling
deeper inside me but my was leaving a pool of my juices on the
chair. Every time I shuffled about there was a squelching sound. When
we stopped eating Jon told me to stand-up with my legs apart and he
used his fingers to find and remove the vibe. Fortunately it didn't take
him long otherwise I would have cum.
Vicky volunteered to do the washing-up while Jon took me upstairs and
into the punishment room. He strapped me onto the top part of the 'T'
with my feet to the legs. I couldn't move and my spread was
there waiting for some action. The action that it got was Jon with first
the tawse, then the cane. I can't remember how many strokes I counted
but my backside thought that it was on fire. Jon's an expert with the
cane and the end of it must have reached my about a dozen
times. I was crying and almost screaming. My was on fire and my
juices just seemed to make it burn all the more. I was so close to
cumming it was unbelievable. Just as I thought that I couldn't hold it
any more Vicky came into the room and Jon stopped. Vicky said that I
didn't look too good and asked if I was OK. I tried to say "yes" but the
word wouldn't come out. In the end I just nodded.
Jon decided that he needed to let me calm down for a while and while
he left me where I was he told Vicky that it was time for her to get re-
acquainted with the fucking machine. While she went and got a chair he
sorted out the ropes and when she came back he tied her wrists and
told her to get on. Vicky climbed on and slowly impaled herself on the
big dildo. Her was just inches from my face and I could see every
detail as she went down. She gave a big sigh as she reached the
bottom. Jon adjusted the ropes and then switched on the motor.
To start off with he set the motor to run very slowly and it seemed to
take ages for her to rise up so that the dildo was just out of her before
she started to go down again. Jon left us alone for about 5 minutes
before coming back and increasing the motors speed.
Vicky was starting to get quite worked-up and her juices were down to
her knees. Unless Jon switched off the motor I could see that Vicky was
going to long before me. The sweet fragrance of her was
stopping me from relaxing. Jon left Vicky and turned his attentions to
me again. He gave me 10 more strokes with the cane and I was crying
again after the second stroke. By the 10th I was so close to cumming
that I had to beg him to stop. Just as he did stop Vicky gave out a loud
scream and shuddered as she reached the bottom of the dildo.
The motor just kept going and up she went again.
Jon ignore her and un-strapped me. I collapsed to the floor and felt the
pain as my backside hit the floor. Jon lifted me across the floor so that I
was spread-eagle under the ropes that were dangling from the ceiling.
He then strapped these to my wrists and ankles and hauled me up to
about his waist height. Thankfully he had already attached the
supporting straps for my waist and neck. There I was hanging about 3
feet in the air with my arms and legs as wide as they possibly could be.
Out of the corner of my eye I could see Vicky still going up and down on
the dildo. She had tears in her eyes but a smile on her face.
Jon got the remote controlled vibe and pushed it into me. I say pushed
but I'm sure that my nearly it out of his hand. He switched
it onto low speed and left the room. When he came back five minutes
later Vicky was just having her second orgasm and I was about to have
my first. Jon saw the expression on my face and switched the vibe off.
So close, yet so far away.
It was then that I saw a strange looking object in Jon's hand. It was a
bit like a big pair of pliers with a spiked wheel on the end. I'd never seen
one of those before (I later found out that it was a Leather workers
punch). At the time I'd no idea what it was for and was a bit surprised
when Jon started playing with it and my lips. All of a sudden there
was a bolt of pain coming from my labia. That pain made me cum. I felt
like I was exploding as my body danced about at the end of those ropes.
I was just starting to calm down when it happened again, both the pain
and the orgasm. Two within a couple of minutes. Jon later told me that
my actually squirted out some of my juices both times that I
came.
Jon continued doing something to my pussy, but I didn't know what and
when he finished he switched the vibe back on and left us again. What
seemed like hours later he came back. Vicky had another twice and
her head was hanging down. I had only another once but I was
shattered. Jon switched everything off and lifted Vicky off the dildo. He
carried her out and laid her on his bed. He then came back for me and
after lowering me to the floor he carried me to his bed and lay me
beside Vicky. Within seconds I was asleep.
Two hours later I woke up as Vicky was climbing off the bed. We quickly
decided that we needed a shower. As I pulled my legs off the bed I saw
something on my pussy. When I looked closer there were 2 gold rings
about half an inch across, one hanging from each of my lips. Jon
had used the 'pliers' to pierce each of my labia and they now had
'sleepers' in them. There was dried blood all round my pussy. Walking
was quite painful although the warm shower did help. Neither of us said
anything as we showered and we both went back to bed as soon as we
had dried ourselves.
It was late at night when I woke up and woke Vicky. We were both still
tired, but hungry. We both complained about sore pussies as we went
down stairs. My backside like hell as well. Jon was watching
when we found him and he immediately got up and told us to sit (or lay)
down while he got us some food and drink. We both agreed that we had
never had so much pleasure at one session before. We both thanked Jon
for our Christmas presents.
Saturday December 26
It was late when Vicky and me woke up (we had both slept in Jon's bed
while he slept in mine). It didn't so much when I moved and we
both explored my Christmas present it like hell when I moved
them. We all had a lazy day eating, drinking, talking and watching the
TV too much. It too much whenever I tried to move my new rings.
Nothing else really happened apart from Jon sleeping with (and
presumably fucking) Vicky.
Sunday December 27
Jon was up bright and early and told us to get up as well. Surprisingly
enough my ring holes had healed quite a bit over night and it
didn't much at all when I moved my rings around, but it still a
bit when I gently pulled on them.
Straight after breakfast he took us to the Hotel Leisure Centre. We hit
the gym first. Jon told me to wear only my white leotard, the one with
the T-back. That meant that my bum cheeks were totally exposed. Vicky
wore my white lycra bikini bottoms and a T-shirt. I got one of the male
members of staff staring at me as we walked through the reception area
into the gym and I wondered if one of my rings had 'escaped' out of the
side of the crotch.
It was still quite early and there was no one else in there. Jon told us
what exercise machines to use and before long the leotard had lost its
self inside my lips. The same had happened with my bikini
bottoms on Vicky. So much so that Jon told Vicky to take them off.
There was no one else in there so it was only us that she was flashing
her to. She looked good on the machine that you have to push
your legs as wide apart as you can and she said that she really enjoyed
the cycling machine. Jon kept us there for about an hour before
deciding to go.
A came in just before Jon told us we were leaving and I was a little
surprised that he didn't want to keep us there longer so that we could
get the poor man's heart beating even faster. Vicky wasn't too happy
about walking back through the hotel's reception with her bum cheeks
and just visible at the bottom of the T-shirt but Jon said if anyone
was going to be noticed then it would be me with my lips and
rings showing. As it turned out no one seemed to notice us. I'm coming
to the conclusion that most people are just so wrapped up in their own
little worlds that they don't notice what's going on around them.
We got changed, well Vicky put my white lycra bikini on and we went for
a swim. Jon had put on a pair of his fine mesh undies on and I could
clearly see his dick through the mesh. There was only an and a
young couple in the pool and the had a good look at Vicky
and me as we got in the water. We swam up and down and generally
messed about for about half an hour before Jon told us that we were
going into the jacuzzi. As we got out of the water I could clearly see
Vicky's nipples and one lip through the now nearly transparent
thin white lycra. I say one lip as the other one had come out of
the side of the crotch of the bikini bottoms. When I looked down at my
front I could see my 2 hard nipples were visible through the thin leotard,
and both my lips and rings were out. The material had
disappeared right into my pussy. Jon was just as bad, he had a hard-on
and his undies were hiding nothing.
The couple were in the jacuzzi and as we walked to it they stared
then smiled as we climbed in. The woman eyes opened wide when she
saw Jon's dick. We got chatting and it turns out that they were staying
in the hotel for Christmas. They were obviously so much in love and
kept kissing each other. I couldn't see what they were doing under the
bubbles but the expressions on their faces told me that something was
going on. Jon had pulled me onto his lap and I sat facing Vicky as he
pulled the crotch on my leotard to one side and then lifted me onto his
dick. It a bit as his dick pushed against my rings as he entered me.
The main bubbles stopped for a couple of minutes and through the small
bubbles I could see that the was finger-fucking the woman while he
kissed her. I think that Vicky was feeling a bit left out of things because
after a few minutes I saw her hand go under the water and to her
pussy. We stayed there for ages with no one else coming into the pool
or the jacuzzi. Eventually (and after Jon had shot his load into me) we
got out and went up to the sauna. There was no one in there either so
Jon told us to strip off. We were all laid there when the couple came in
about 5 minutes later. When they saw us all naked they too stripped of.
The woman asked the if he had seen any signs saying that it was
'clothes optional' and said, "No, but there again there weren't any saying
it wasn't."
The had a dick that wasn't as big as Jon's and he had a big bush of
black hair all round it. The woman had big floppy with small
dark nipples that looked very hard. Her was surrounded with
masses of black hair but when she lifted her feet up onto the bench I
could see a nice little clit out of her pink lips. Vicky and me
were lying on the bench when they came in and the woman sat at my
feet. I had to sit up with my feet still on the bench facing her for there
to be enough room for them. The sat on the other side of her
facing her with his feet up on the bench and as he looked at her he
could see past her and me.
As my legs weren't together he could see my quite clearly. When I
realised this I decided to have a bit of fun and opened my legs a bit
more. I also kept slowly licking my lips. The and the woman were
talking about their weekend in the Hotel, but I could see that the
was looking at me a lot. Mixed in with the sweat that was running down
my body was Jon's that was still seeping out of me.
It was having the desired effect on the and I could see hid dick
starting to rise. It was full hard-on when the woman noticed and told
him that they were going for a shower. Jon hadn't been taking any
notice of all this but Vicky had and when they went out she said, "I saw
you, enjoy doing that to do you?" "Yes I do, it's great the power
that a woman has over a man." I said. "Not ALL men" Jon said. Vicky
said, "Vanessa doesn't have that effect on you because you see her
naked every day, but you must admit that if an attractive naked woman
started doing things like Vanessa did in front of you then you'd get a
hard-on as well." "I certainly would," Jon said, "and that's why I like my
women to tease other men. I bet that a lot of women like watching
play with themselves as well." Both Vicky and me said, "I do" at exactly
the same time.
That made us all laugh a bit then Vicky said, "That couple are having a
long shower - together." Jon said, "I bet he's fucking her in there." Vicky
looked out and said, "You're probably right, I can see one of her feet
sticking out of the curtain - at about his waist height." "Good for them"
Jon said. A few minutes later they came back in and sat in the reverse
positions. This time it was the woman who was looking straight at my
pussy. I wanted to see what reaction I would get from her so I started
letting my hand wander all over my body. Needles to say that they
lingered on my and nipples and explored my pussy. I was gently
pulling my lips apart with the rings. I could see her opening her knees
slowly as she watched me. When they got wide enough I could see her
swollen pink lips in the middle of all that black hair with a little dark pink
clit in the middle.
Encouraged by her actions I started playing with my own clit. I quickly
let my eyes wander around the sauna and saw that Jon's dick was
getting hard again and that Vicky was playing with her as well. As
I looked back at the woman I saw her hands go round her thighs and
part her even more. Her was looking down at her and
his dick was starting to rise. Shortly after that Vicky let out a moan. She
had cum. Jon said, "Vicky, your turn, come and sit on this" pointing to
his dick that was pointing to the ceiling.
Taking that as a que the woman got off the bench and then backed onto
her man's now erect dick. There was now 2 couples fucking in there and
me just frigging myself. I felt a bit left out of it but I knew that it
wouldn't be long before Jon was fucking me. The came first and he
pulled the woman back onto him. Shortly after that Jon did the same
with Vicky. There was a long silence as everyone let their sexual frenzy
calm down. After a couple of minutes the lifted the woman off his
now floppy dick. They got up to leave and Jon said, "Come on, it's
getting too hot for me," and we followed them out into the open area.
Just as the and woman started to put on their hotel towelling
bathrobes a female staff member walked in. She stopped dead in
her tracks when she realised that she was looking at 5 naked people.
After taking in everything she was looking at she started to say, "You're
not supposed to .." But then changed her mind and continued "Oh what
the hell!" and she walked on through to the pool area. The and
woman left and Vicky and me went into the ladies changing room. We
had a shower, dried ourselves and put our coats on and went to meet
Jon in the reception area. As we were waiting the staff was
whispering to some of her colleagues and pointing to us. I said to Vicky
"They're talking about us." "So what!" Vicky said just as Jon walked up
to us.
Back home I got the dinner ready and then we watched for a few
hours before Vicky said that she had to go back home. Apparently she
had promised one of her flat mates that she would go somewhere with
her on the Monday. Jon drove Vicky back to Nottingham and didn't get
back until late.
Week commencing December 28
Monday - Jon took me to Birmingham shopping. I had to wear just
shoes and my coat and it was quite cold walking around outside. Jon
bought me 3 sweaters that all went down to just cover my bum. One
was very tight, but the other 2 were a lot looser and thicker. One was a
'V' neck and when I bent over in front of a mirror I could see my and
all down the front of my body. As you probably guessed, Jon had me try
each one on (and a lot more that we didn't buy) and then come out of
the changing rooms to show him what they looked like. He even had me
bending over in them which gave one or two people a good look at my
bare ass.
There was only one other 'interesting' incident. When I was in the
changing rooms in one shop I had just taken my coat off and was
standing there naked taking the sweater off its hanger when the curtain
opened and a woman shop assistant said, "Oops sorry, I didn't
think that there was anyone in here." Her eyes were looking me up and
down as she continued, "Is everything alright in here?" When I said,
"Yes, thank you," she said, "Yes, I can see it is, if you need any help
please let me know." She stood there for what seemed like a full minute
staring at my before backing out and closing the curtain.
Jon also bought me 3 pairs of black lycra tights to wear with the
sweaters. These took some finding as Jon wanted them to be all the
same thickness right up to the waist and thin enough so that they were
see-through if you did any more than glance at me. When we got home
and I tried them on I felt strange at first, I hadn't worn trousers,
leggings or tights (only stockings) for almost a year. They took a bit of
getting used to, Jon told me that they were only to be worn when I was
going to be outside in the cold for a long time. The rest of the time it
was to be just a dress or sweater, and / or my coat.
Tuesday - Jon took me to the Sales and he bought me a couple of skirts
and tops and himself a new suit. Nothing exciting happened in the
changing rooms.
Wednesday, Thursday - Jon had to go into work so I didn't see much of
him until Thursday teatime. When I was in the shower on the
Wednesday morning I noticed that the holes in labia had now healed
completely and the only pain is when the rings are pulled. I asked Jon if
he had thought about piercing me elsewhere, like my clit or nipples. He
said that he had thought about it quite a lot, but with both my nipples
and my clit being so big and hard he didn't want to interfere with the
beauty of them in any way at all. I was pleased that Jon was happy with
my nipples and clit, but at the same time I was a little bit disappointed
that I wasn't going to get them pierced. With rings in them I would have
been able to pull them easier and perhaps make them even bigger.
That evening Jon took me to a New Year Eve's party at the house of one
of his friends. I had to wear my short silky dress, the one that hangs out
from my chest letting anyone who looks down the front or sides see all
my tits. With it Jon had me wear my collar. I hadn't worn it for a
while and it felt a bit strange. I got a couple of comments about it but I
just ignored them. Jon spent a lot of the time talking to other people
and I had a lot of the talking and dancing with me. As the booze
flowed some of the got a bit more adventurous and kept finding
excuses to put their hands on me.
At first I pushed their hands off but as I pushed one hand off I saw Jon
looking at me and shaking his head. He wanted me to let them grope
me, so I did. It didn't take them long to realise what they could get
away with. Most of them were a quick chat and grope then back to their
wives or girlfriends, but a couple of the un-attached kept coming
back to me. For some strange reason one of them kept dropping things
on the floor and asking me to pick them up for him. I wasn't sure if he
was trying to look down my front or give his mate behind me a good
look at my ass. Whatever, I was starting to enjoy it. One of them tried
to talk me into going upstairs with him but I knew that Jon would not be
happy with that so I told him that 'having a grope downstairs was one
thing, but going upstairs for a fuck was out of the question'. He seemed
a little surprised by my words but within seconds his hand moved from
my bum outside my dress to my under my dress. His eyes lit up
for a second when he realised that I didn't have any knickers on and he
smiled when he found my wet pussy.
As the night wore on and people got a little 'happier', someone
suggested a some party games. The seemed to take that as
drinking games. One or two of the women joined in, but eventually one
of the women suggested a game of Twister. When she said that it had
nothing to do with drinking I said that I would join in. Little did I realise
what was involved and it wasn't long before bodies were twisted into all
sorts of weird positions. You can just imaging what I was showing
wearing only that dress. At times there were faces right in front of my
chest and even between my legs (both and women). One time
when we all collapsed a hand was playing with my clit and a finger went
in my for a few seconds. The thing was, I couldn't see who they
were attached to.
This game went on for ages and I seemed to be the only one that played
in each session. I enjoyed it, it was a good laugh and I got a thrill out of
knowing that so many people were looking at my naked bits. No one
said anything, maybe that was because just about everyone there had
had enough to drink to make them relax.
Friday - I woke up at lunchtime in Jon's bed. I don't remember the last
part of the party, or coming home. The dampness of my told me
that Jon had fucked me, but I can't remember any of it. Jon was still
asleep when I got up and we spent the rest of the day getting over our
hangovers.
Saturday January 2 and Sunday January 3
Another quiet day, nothing of any interest happened all weekend.
Week commencing January 4
A very quiet week, the weather was typical British weather - cold, wet
and windy. I went shopping, but had to wear a jumper as well as my
coat. I didn't see anyone that I knew and wasn't really bothered. I
couldn't seem to find the enthusiasm.
Saturday January 9
The central heating wasn't working when we got up and I had to wear
some clothes to keep warm. It was the first time that I had worn clothes
in the house (apart from when getting ready to go out, or just having
come home) for months and it felt a bit strange at first. Jon tried to get
someone to come and look at it, but no one would come until the
Monday morning. Jon took me to a pub for a meal that night, and it was
good to get warm, but nothing exciting happened.
Sunday January 10
Another cold day - quite boring really.
Week commencing January 11
Monday - A heating engineer arrived mid morning and didn't take long
to fix the heating. I had been wearing just one on my big woolly
jumpers and when I had take him upstairs to show him where the hot
water tank was he followed me up the stairs. Just as we got near the
top he said 'It doesn't feel that cold to me, in fact I'm quite warm at the
moment.' I presumed that he was looking at my bare ass sticking out of
the bottom of the sweater. In a way I was looking for other ways of
flashing him my body, but no opportunities came up and it wasn't long
before he was gone.
Tuesday - Jon came home in a foul mood and found a nothing excuse to
tan my backside. By the time he had finished I was in tears and close to
cumming, but he just left it at that. I had to finish the job myself when I
went to bed.
Thursday - Aerobics started again and I had been looking forward to
seeing Jenny again. I was disappointed when it was another woman who
was taking the class. She was a lot and seemed a bit aloof. When I
asked her where Jenny was she just said that she had taken over the
class and Jenny wouldn't be back. Her facial expression told me that she
didn't approve of what I was wearing - only my white 'T' back leotard. A
couple of times I spotted one of the staring at me but things just
weren't the same. I decided not to go back the next week.
Friday April 23 - no, there's nothing missing
Jon surprised me when I got up. He told me that since I had now
worked for him for a full year we were going to celebrate by having a
long weekend in London. I packed our bags and we caught a mid
morning train to London. It was quite quiet on the train and Jon took me
to a carriage that was empty. Jon told me that we were going to have a
great time and that there would be lots for me to write about in this
journal. It was then that I thought that I had better admit that I hadn't
been keeping the journal up to date. Jon was not happy and I had to
stand up, take my dress off and bend over the table while he gave me
100 strokes with his hand. He said that that was just for starters, and
that there would be more later.
Fortunately (or unfortunately) no one came into the carriage before Jon
told me to put my dress back on. But I was thinking about what they
would think if someone had of come in and seen me naked, bent over a
table in a moving train, getting my ass whipped. As I was thinking about
it I could feel my juices starting to wet my pussy.
When we got to London we had to go to the centre on the underground.
Some of the escalators in the underground are quite steep and long and
with Jon being in front of me I'm sure that a few people were getting a
good look at my bare arse. On one of them I looked round a couple of
times and the first time I saw a young(ish) a couple of steps behind
me. When I looked round again he was a couple more steps behind me
and staring right at my ass. I smiled to myself and opened my legs so
that he could see more of my and just for good measure I bent
forward slightly. I was enjoying riding on the London underground.
In the hotel we were given a nice big room. Jon immediately opened the
net curtains and I could see across the street into a busy office. Before I
could do anything else Jon told me to take my dress of, stand in front of
the window and let him know when someone started staring at me. It
wasn't long before first one then a whole group of and women
were looking across the street at me. When I told Jon he told me to turn
round and bend over the chair that he placed behind me. I then had to
open my legs wide while he gave me 10 strokes with the tawse. I hadn't
packed it so Jon must have put it in the bags afterwards. After 5 Jon
told me to stand up and look at my audience across the street. A couple
of them started clapping their hands as they saw me looking at them.
After the second 5 I had to stand facing them with my feet about 2 feet
apart for a full 5 minutes before Jon told me to get cleaned up and put a
dress on. As I moved away from the window I gave my audience a little
wave.
Jon took me out for some food and then onto the underground where we
rode right round the circle line getting on and off and going up the
escalators then back down again. Jon told me to pretend that I wasn't
with him and to see how many people I could flash. Each time I got onto
the trains I sat opposite a 'candidate' and left my knees open. Under
Jon's instructions I last crossed my legs when I started working for him
but on the trains I wanted to make it easy for my 'victim' to get a good
look at my pussy. With a dress that only just covers my ass when I'm
stood up, sitting down with my knees a good few inches apart makes it
easy for someone sitting opposite to get a real good look at my
and sometimes even the rings in my lips.
Sitting down was a bit painful at first but my backside soon got used to
the pain. I lost count of the number of people who looked at my pussy. I
remember that it was mainly the and women who stared at
it. The women and some of the seemed to be a bit
embarrassed about it.
As time went on more and more people used the trains. As the schools
were throwing out I got lots of interest from teenage and I'm sure
that a couple of them followed me up and down the escalators and
trains for a while. My was getting wetter and wetter and the
tingling was getting stronger and stronger.
Round about 4 pm it got to the stage where there was only standing
room and Jon told me to stand near the doors. I was beginning to think
that the afternoon's fun was over because I hadn't been able to flash
anyone for about 10 minutes when we got onto another train that was
very crowded. I was squashed in the middle of a group of in suits
when I felt a hand on the top of my thigh. There was no way that I
could have moved if even if I'd wanted to.
After a couple of seconds the hand moved round to my bum and then
slowly between my cheeks to my pussy. I bet the thought he was
in heaven when he realised that I didn't have any knickers on. I bet he
had a right hard-on as he slipped a finger into my pussy. He had just
started moving his finger in and out as the train stopped in a station. I
looked at Jon to see if we were getting out and a quick shake of his head
told me to stay put. The man's hand disappeared as people started
moving and I looked round to see if I could work out which of the
had been fingering me. I didn't know whether to look for a guilty face or
bulging trousers.
Before I could work out who it was, the compartment got even more
crowded and the train moved off. Within seconds the hand was back.
This time it didn't waste any time and went straight into my -
from the front. The force and speed made me gasp a little before I
opened my legs a bit to make it better for both of us. As the train got to
the next station I was just starting to and had gone over the edge
as people started to get out. I looked over to Jon who told me that we
were getting off. As we were doing so I looked round and saw a
with a big smile on his face and a shiny finger in front of his nose.
This time Jon took me out of the station. We were in a place called
Kentish Town and Jon took me along the road to a place called Rios. As
we were getting close Jon told me to ignore him once we got inside and
to take my lead by looking at him. When I asked him what the place
was he just said, "wait and see." After paying the money and being
given a towel each we went through a door into a grotty looking
changing room where there were 2 fat middle-aged there getting
dressed and talking. As I walked in they stopped talking and looked at
each other then back to me. Jon started getting undressed, putting his
clothes into a locker so I did the same. You should have seen the 2
men's faces as I just whipped my dress over my head leaving them
staring at my naked body. I just stood there facing them as I folded my
dress and put it in Jon's locker. Jon locked the locker and walked out so
I smiled at the and followed Jon.
From the changing room we went into a big room that had lots of sun-
loungers, a and a bar at one end. There were a few lying on the
beds watching or reading. They all had only towels on. In the bar
were more (again with only towels round their waists), one middle-
aged woman with a towel round her (top as well) and 2 women behind
the bar. They were in their twenties and one was wearing just a sarong
round her waist and the other a towel round her waist. Both had huge
breasts. We went through that room to a room that had a seating area,
2 bigish jacuzzis and a sauna. I decided to get into one of them and Jon
went into the sauna.
While I was relaxing in the warm bubbly water I noticed that the place
must have had about 30 and no more than 4 or 5 women in there.
The most that any of the women were showing (except me) was their
breasts and they were all a lot bigger than mine. Just about all of the
men kept their towels wrapped round themselves apart from when they
got into some water. Some of the that did walk around in the nude
had dicks so small that it was hard to see them through their pubic hair.
And the size of some of the beer-guts!!!!
The warm water was very soothing on my backside that still a bit. I
wondered if I still had any marks on it and if I did, what anyone who
noticed them would think.
After a few minutes I decided to get out and go for a walk round to see
what else there was there. There was a small swimming pool, a very
large jacuzzi, a small workout room, another sauna, a steam room,
showers and you could get outside to where there were a few sun-
loungers. As I was walking round most of the had a good stare at
me. I decided that I would go and sit at one of the tables and read one
of the newspapers that was laying around.
I positioned myself so that my back was to a wall and I was facing the
main seating area. With my knees open about a foot I lounged back in
the chair and started reading. I held the paper so that my face was
partially covered so that people would think that I couldn't see them if
they looked at me. It wasn't long before a came and sat in a
position that would give him a good view. I kept glancing up and
shuffling in the chair knowing that I was sliding further down the chair
and my legs were getting wider apart. One time when I looked up I saw
Jon walking past with a big grin on his face. He was obviously pleased
with my 'performance'. After a while I got up and walked past the man.
He stared straight at me and made no attempt to hide the 'tent' that he
was making under his towel.
From there I went into one of the saunas. It was empty when I went in
so I lay down with my feet facing the door and my legs apart. It wasn't
long before a different came in. He'd left his towel outside and was
as naked as me. No, that's not true, I had my 2 little gold rings in my
pussy lips. He sat at the end of the bench looking towards me. I
pretended to be dozing with my eyes shut and ignored him. After a few
minutes I scratched the inside of my thigh as if I had an itch there.
When I stopped scratching I left my hand there and 'toyed' with one of
my rings pretending that I didn't realise what I was doing. What I was
doing was pulling my lips open a bit more and flicking my clit a
bit. Each time I touched my clit I pulled my stomach in a bit as if it was
having some effect on me. That bit wasn't pretending, it was getting me
excited. When I squinted out of my closed eyes I saw the staring
directly at my pussy. He was playing with his erect dick.
I just love it when a gets a hard-on watching me, it gets me more
excited and makes me want to do more. It gives me a feeling of power
over those men. I closed my eyes tighter and smiled to myself. If I
wasn't careful I was going to just laying there thinking about the
effect I was having on him. A couple of minutes later I felt something
touch one of my feet and heard a little grunt. I ignored it until a minute
later when another came in. I looked up and saw the first with
his hands on his lap. He was obviously trying to cover his hard-on. I
looked down at my feet and saw some white creamy liquid on one foot.
The bugger had shot his load towards me.
The second sat on the opposite bench meaning that he was looking
at my side. He was in his thirties, slim, with a big bush of black pubic
hair and a reasonable sized dick (soft) resting on his leg. A couple of
minutes later the door opened again and 3 more came in and the
first went out. He still had a semi hard-on that was bouncing about
as he left. There wasn't that much room in there by then so I sat up and
swung my legs onto the floor. I was now directly opposite the second
man that had come in. The 3 newcomers had towels round their waists
and were talking to each other about some business deal or other. I
was feeling quite randy and brave and decided to see what effect I could
have on the second man. I shuffled back on the bench and brought my
feet up onto the bench so that my knees were under my chin. I then put
my arms round my open knees and held one wrist with the other hand.
My slightly open bald was staring straight back at the second
man. My head was bent forward and I was looking at the floor, but if I
moved my eyes up I could see right up to his face.
The sight of my with my big hard clit and little gold rings was
beginning to have an effect on him and I could see his dick start to
harden and rise up. I guess that he didn't want the 3 to see his
dick so he put his feet on the bench in the same way that I was sitting.
This meant that his dick was pointing to the ceiling between his thighs,
the 3 would not be able to see unless they walked between us.
We were sat there for what seemed like ages, each of us staring at the
others genitals. His dick was quite big and circumcised like Jon's. He was
using the muscles in his dick to jerk it a bit. I was getting VERY randy
and he must have been able to see the juices seeping out of my hole. If
that had been Jon I would have been begging him to fuck me. The sort
of trance between us was broken as the 3 got up and left. I'm sure
the was going to say something but just as his mouth started to
open the door opened and Jon walked in. He was still naked (as I would
expect) and he sat along the bench from the other man. We had ignored
each other but after a minute or so Jon said to me, "You look like your
ready for a bit of fun, can I fuck you?" The other man's eyes opened
wide, I don't think he believed what he heard. His eyes went wider when
I replied, "Yes please, I didn't think that anyone was going to ask me."
I bet the other was really kicking himself.
Jon stood up and walked in-between me and the man. He stood facing
me and I grabbed his dick. Within seconds it was hard enough to enter
me and I put it at the entrance. Fortunately the bench was at a height
where Jon could easily fuck me and he went in and out for about a
minute before we both came. In a way I was surprised that I didn't
before Jon, I was very close to it before he came in. Jon pulled out and
sat down beside me, his wet dick starting to go down. When it was soft
he stood up, said, "thanks love" and walked out. The other man's face
was a picture. I don't know if he believed what he had just seen. Before
he had time to compose himself I got up and went out and had a
shower.
Jon was still in the shower when I got there. He smiled at me then said,
"Enjoy that did you? Meet me in the workout room in 10 minutes." As I
walked out of the shower I saw Jon sat reading a newspaper with his
still semi erect dick lying on his legs. I went for a swim before going to
the workout room when Jon walked through the pool area to get there.
To start off with we were the only us 2 in there. There are only a handful
of machines in there but enough to get a reasonable workout. Jon told
me to try every one of them.
By the time that I got to the jogging machine another couple of
had appeared and I could see them watching me as I bounced up and
down as I was jogging. Anyone would have thought that they had never
seen a naked running on a treadmill before. My little were
bouncing up and down as best they could. It was more than enough to
make my nipples very hard. From the back of the room Jon motioned
me to keep going and I was really sweating before his hands told me to
stop. All the time the 2 had hardly had any exercise at all - apart
from their eyes and brains.
From there I went and had another shower and then went to the bar.
Jon was on a stool at the other end of the bar but he told the behind
the bar to get me a drink. I took the drink and walked up to him and
thanked him loudly in such a way as to imply that we were strangers.
We chatted quietly for about 10 minutes. I told him all about the in
the sauna shooting his load at me. Jon asked me to point him out but he
wasn't around. Jon thought it was funny.
From there we went to the sun loungers to watch a bit of TV. Jon told
me to lay on one near the walkway with my feet on the floor at either
side. Jon then sat at the bottom of the sun lounger with his back to the
walkway. This meant that anyone walking passed would have a great
view of my bald and rings without Jon being able to see whoever
was looking. It also meant that Jon could slip the fingers of his right
hand into me when no one was looking. As I lay there looking at the
and the people at the bar Jon brought me to 2 orgasms. It didn't take
much because I was still worked-up from before. All the time I had to
keep a smile on my face and look as if I was talking to Jon. Each time
someone walked by I had to tell Jon and he stopped frigging me. It was
surprising how many walked up and down through that room, and
even I could smell the aroma of an excited pussy.
While we were in there 3 foreign teenage wearing bikinis came in. I
say foreign because they were talking in a language that I didn't
understand. They seemed a little surprised when they saw me and Jon. I
got the impression that they didn't know that there would be naked
people in there. After a few minutes Jon told me to go and find them
and see if I could let them have a good look at my pussy.
I found them in one of the steam rooms and I sat opposite them with
my legs apart. Although it was a steam room visibility was quite good
and it wasn't long before one of them started looking at me and then
obviously telling her friends to look. They were obviously talking about
me and they kept looking at me. I wondered if any of their pussies were
getting damp (from the inside out).
When they left they went to the shower then into the big jacuzzi. There
must have been room for 50 people in there, but it wasn't as hot as the
2 smaller ones. I went and found Jon and told him where they were. Jon
told me to go there too and that he would follow me in a bit. I was
enjoying the bubbles and trying to float on my back in there when Jon
came in. He sat close to me then indicated that he wanted me to go to
him. He told me to put a knee on the underwater bench either side of
him so that I was facing him. I knew exactly what he was going to do
and when his dick got hard enough he pulled me down onto him. He told
me to lay back and continue my floating lessons, and he held one of his
hands under my back so that my were just out of the water. The
3 were all watching us, so was an that was in the other
end of the jacuzzi. Jon was bouncing me up and down and kept
massaging one and nipple with his spare hand.
It wasn't long before I felt Jon shoot his load into me and he lifted me
off him. I hadn't cum, but there again I'd had my share of orgasms that
day. Jon moved away from me and ignored me. I'm not sure if the
realised that Jon was with me or that they thought that he had just
picked me up for a quick fuck. Whatever. When Jon got out I left it for
about 5 minutes before going looking for him. I found him in the seating
area and he told me that we were leaving. There was another in
the changing room and he watched my every move as I towelled myself
dry then put just a dress on. Out on the street it was dark and we went
back to the underground and caught a tube back to the hotel. The
underground was relatively quiet and I didn't get the opportunity to
flash anyone.
Back in the hotel room Jon was a bit disappointed to see that the offices
over the street were empty. We showered and changed and Jon took me
out for a drink and a meal. He told me to wear the remote vibe, my
black pencil dress and nothing else apart from shoes. We walked to a
quiet little restaurant that had a little bar for people waiting for tables.
Jon started with the remote vibe almost as soon as we got inside the
place (London is so much warmer than the midlands).
Just as I was about to tell the waiter what I wanted to drink Jon
switched it on. Although I should have guessed, it caught me by
surprise and I gasped just as I was about open my mouth. The waiter
gave me a funny look as he stood there waiting for me. All during the
meal Jon played his usual tricks with the on / off switch and his timing
and brought me so close to an orgasm whenever a waiter was stood in
front of me. As usual when I sat down with the remote vibe in (and
most other times as well) I make sure that my dress is not between my
butt and the seat. I like to leave my juices on the seat, not on my
dress. That means that if I don't strategically place a napkin my bald
pubic area is visible to anyone who can look at my lap.
Before we ordered our desserts Jon told me to place my napkin on the
table and leave it there until my dessert was arrived. The waiters face
was wonderful when he realises that he was looking at. He hung around
for as long as he could and just to let him know that he was looking I
smiled at him and opened my legs a bit. The poor was going bright
red and there was a definite bulge in the front of his trousers. All this
time I was finding it hard to concentrate as Jon was getting me so close
to cumming. Unfortunately Jon obviously didn't want me to and he
knows me well enough to know when to switch the vibe off. It was only
going up in the lift back to our room that he finally took me over the
edge. The couple in the lift must have thought that I was ill or
something as I held my stomach and gasped when I came. When we got
out of the lift Jon told me to take my dress off and I walked naked back
to our room. No one saw us.
Saturday April 24
When I woke-up the sun was shining in through the window. Jon was
awake and when he realised that I was awake he told me to go and
open the window and let some fresh air in. The window hadn't been
opened very often and it took me ages to get it to open just a little bit.
As I was struggling I noticed that there some people in the offices
opposite and what's more, they'd noticed me. Two or three and
women were watching a naked me. I told Jon and he just said 'take your
time and get it wide open.' I'm still not sure if he meant the window or
me. Anyway after about 5 minutes I gave up, waved at them and went
for a shower.
When I came out of the bathroom I got a bit of a surprise, Jon had
called room service and a was just unloading a trolley. She
stopped and stared at my naked body as I just stood in front of her. It
was only when Jon said, "haven't you seen a naked woman before" that
she said, "sorry sir" and continued. As she was leaving she looked back
at me a couple of times. We slowly ate breakfast with Jon deciding what
we were going to do that day. Jon wanted some more hot tea, I said
that I would make some using the kettle in the room but Jon told me to
ring room service. When it came Jon told me to open the door. It was a
young who took his time looking at me. As he was going out of the
door I heard a girl's voice say "was she still in the nuddie then?" I didn't
close the door for a couple of seconds and I heard her say "what did you
think of the rings then?"
Jon took me shopping down Oxford Street in the morning and he bought
me a couple of dresses. One was a tight light blue, soft knitted one that
really hugged my shape. The shape of my nipples was really visible. The
other one was in 2 parts joined at the top. The outer part is made of a
dark see-through net material while the inner slip is flesh coloured. Jon
told me that I have to put a lot of large neat holes in that part and
shorten it so that it only just covers my bum and when I stand
still.
All the shops and the street were absolutely crowded, I've never seen so
many people out shopping before. After a couple of hours or so we went
to a Burger King before Jon took me to a quieter part of town, to some
smaller shops. To get there we had to use the underground. That was
crowded as well and there were hundreds of youths going to a football
match. We had to stand on the train and were surrounded by all these
noisy youths singing and shouting. I was sandwiched between 2 of them
and it was only a couple of seconds after the doors closed that I felt 2
hands groping me. One youth was probing at my and the other
was running his hand up and down my bum. I was expecting that hand
to go down towards my and I was wondering what would happen
when the 2 hands met. It never happened as the youths all got off at
the next station leaving me with a wet pussy.
I don't know where it was that Jon took me, but there were some
unusual shops there. One sold leather and rubber clothes and had some
items like wrist and ankle restraints. There was even a long leather whip
fastened to the wall. The staff were a and a woman, both wearing
leathers, the woman wore a leather collar round her neck that
looked exactly like mine. Jon asked if they had any more bondage
equipment that we could look at but the woman said that she was sorry,
but all their other items were only sold by mail order. She gave Jon a
catalogue.
The next shop we went in was a dress shop. They had lots of clothes
with not much to them. As soon as I realised that I knew that Jon
would want me to try a lot of them on. We were lucky as well, the
changing rooms were 3 cubicles in a row in a separate room at the back
of the shop. There was a largish area in front of the cubicles with a long
mirror and a couple of chairs for the to use while they waited for
their wives or girlfriends to get changed. Jon selected a couple of
dresses, I chose a skirt and top and we went into the changing area. As
we were walking towards them Jon told me to only half close the curtain
and to make sure that I gave the that was sat on one of the chairs
a good show.
I did as I was told and Jon sat next to the man. I hung up the clothes
that I was going to try on and then with my back to the half open
curtain I bent down, grabbed the hem of my dress and slowly lifted it
right over my head. I was looking in the mirror in front of me and I
could see the and Jon's faces as my totally naked back came into
view. The surprise on the man's face was great as he realised that I
wasn't wearing anything under my dress. It was then that I realised that
if I could see him in the mirror in front of me then he could probably see
my front in the mirror.
I turned to the hangers and hung-up my dress before starting to
unfasten a dress that Jon had selected. It was going to be a tight fit
getting into it so I had to undo the zip all the way down. As I stepped
into it I turned to face Jon and the man. Jon smiled so I smiled back
which caused the to smile at me. The dress was tight and short, it
had holes all over it, some were big enough for a hand to squeeze in. On
bigish one was just below my left and the bottom of my
was clearly visible. Another bigish one was on my stomach showing that
I wasn't wearing any knickers.
Jon told me to come out of the cubicle and let him get a closer look at
me. He'd got up and was talking to me in front of the mirror when the
man's partner came out of her cubicle. She was wearing a dress that
was nearly as short as the one I had on and it looked nice, but it wasn't
as revealing as mine. The got up to talk to her and I saw that he
had a big bulge in the front of his trousers. I think that the woman must
have seen it too because she giggled a bit and said, "what have you
been thinking about?" He didn't answer the question but commented on
how nice she looked.
Jon squeezed his hand into the on my stomach and said (loudly),
"these holes are big enough to get my hand in, look." Not only did I look
at what he was doing (holding my pubic bone with one finger in-
between the lips of my pussy) in the mirror, but the and woman
looked as well. I jokingly said, "get off" and pulled back a bit. This
caused the dress to ride up a bit and I could see Jon's hand covering my
pussy in the mirror. As he pulled his hand out my whole was
clearly visible in the mirror. I tried to see if the couple were still looking
but Jon was in the way.
Jon told me to go and try the other dress on so I went back into my
cubicle and took the dress off. From where I was I couldn't see the
couple but it wasn't long before the worked his way back so that he
could see me. He was talking to his woman while looking over to me. I
was stood there naked watching him and Jon as I fiddled with the zip on
the first dress, then the one I was going to put on. The zip was only in
the top of the skirt part, there was only a very low cut front to the top
part and the skirt was flared out. The whole thing was made out of very
light material and not a lot of it either. Just as I was zipping up the skirt
I heard the woman say "what are you looking at?" and her face came
into view. I walked out to Jon and he said, "nice, very nice." I had to
agree when I looked into the big mirror, it did look nice and it was made
of a materiel that felt good as well.
As I was looking in the mirror Jon said, "bend over a bit." As I did the
front of the dress fell forward and I could see my in the mirror.
I turned round and did the same again. This time I looked down first to
see my again, then I looked beside and behind me into the
mirror. I could see all my backside and in between. The woman
had gone back into her cubicle but the was staring at me. I smiled
back at him and said, "nice isn't it!" "It certainly is" he replied.
I stood up again and Jon gently grabbed the 2 front parts of the top and
pulled them away from me. The whole top was so lose fitting that the
gap seemed big enough for someone to drive a bus through. Jon said
that he really liked that one and told me to go and try the skirt and top
on. Within seconds I was in the cubicle and had unzipped and dropped
the dress. I was putting it back on the hanger (facing Jon and the man)
when first his woman came out, saw me and said, "now I understand";
then as they both walked away 2 in their late teens walked in. One
of them saw me - naked and full frontal, then look at Jon and then said,
"I hope we're not interrupting anything." Jon said, "No, carry on ladies."
The skirt that I had brought in was very low fitting, it only just covered
my hips and relied on them to keep it up. When I zipped it up round my
waist I just let it go and it settled nicely round my hips. When I pulled it
up to my waist again all my backside and were on view until I let
go of it again. I thought that that was quite good and went to show Jon.
I was still pulling it up and letting go when one of the came out of
her cubicle. There I was, topless and flashing my bum and puss to Jon.
The stopped and looked at me for a second then went to look at
herself in the big mirror. Just as Jon told me to go and put the top on
the other came out. She looked at me as well before turning to her
mate.
The dresses that the had on were quite nice but one of them was
way too small and her knickers were really showing through. As I was
putting the little top on I heard one say "you won't be able to wear
any knickers with that." The reply was "nothing new there then!" When I
got back out the with the showing knickers was really showing them,
they were in her hand. "That looks better" the second said. There
was no way that there was time for her to go into her cubicle and take
them off so she must have taken them off out in the open in front of
Jon. I guess that she must have thought that if I was naked out there,
then her slipping her knickers of was nothing to worry about. Quite right
too.
Jon wasn't happy with the skirt and top and told me to put the backless
dress on again. He also told me to get it and change out there. Just as I
was stepping into it another and woman came into the area. I
watched the man's face and trousers as they stood and watched us for a
few seconds before the woman said, "I think we'll come back later." As
she virtually pulled the out of there I could see that the sight of my
naked body was having the expected effect on him. I was starting to get
a bit excited as well and I could feel that familiar dampness in my
pussy. I put the dress back on and whilst I was doing a couple of twirls
for Jon I noticed that the who hadn't taken her knickers off had
changed into another dress. It was a lot shorter and as she stood in
front of the mirror I could see that she had now taken her knickers off
as I could see some of her black hairs as she leaned slightly
forward. Jon had seen as well.
Jon told me to get back into my clothes (I was only wearing one of my
big woolly jumpers) and he bought me the backless dress. Time was
getting on and we went back to the Hotel where Jon gave me another
instalment of punishment for not keeping this journal up to date. My
backside quite a bit after the 20 strokes of the tawse. I managed to
avoid crying but some liquid did come out of my body - my pussy. I
couldn't stop thinking about being groped on the underground that
morning.
That evening Jon took me to the theatre. Jon really enjoyed it but I
wasn't that impressed. I wore my new backless dress and I'm sure that
a lot of people got a good look at my 'interesting' bits as I squeezed
along the aisles to get to my seat. During the interval we went to the
bar for a drink, there were quite a number of other women all dressed
up bit I think that my dress was the most revealing.
We had to go to the theatre on the underground and after the show and
a nice meal we headed back to the hotel the same way we went. It was
late and the trains weren't very busy which gave Jon an idea. We were
on the central line and Jon stopped me when I stood up to get off at our
station. He waited until our carriage was empty then got me to kneel
either side of him, facing him. As I was getting on him he got his dick
out and lowered me onto it. We went through 2 stations like that before
a woman got into our carriage. Jon was holding me steady and to
all intent and purpose we were just kissing. The woman sat at the other
end of the carriage but I could see her looking at us and it wasn't long
before I was going up and down on Jon again. We both came just as the
train arrived at the next station and at that time I wouldn't have cared if
half of London had got on the train.
No one got on and Jon lifted me off as we moved out of the station. Jon
wasn't finished with me and I had to bend over and lick his dick clean
before he told me to sit down. When I did I realised that the woman was
still looking and must have been able to see all my backside and
as I licked Jon. As I sat opposite Jon while the train was going round the
circle and back to our station I could feel all my (and Jon's) juices
leaking out of me and onto the seat. It was then that I noticed a sign
saying that the trains were monitored by closed circuit television. I
smiled as I wondered if anyone had been watching us on a
somewhere.
Sunday April 25
I woke up early and found that Jon was already up. It was 7 o'clock
when Jon told me to put on the hotel robe and follow him down to the
hotel leisure centre which consisted of a little swimming pool, a jacuzzi
and a couple of workout machines in a separate room. I was wondering
what we were going to do about swimming costumes but when we got
there, there was no one else there I asked Jon about it and he said that
the place was unmanned but monitored by a couple of CCTV cameras.
He said that as long as we were quick we would probably get away with
a naked swim. Jon took me into the gents changing rooms where we left
our robes and quickly went out and jumped into the pool. After about 10
minutes of going up and down Jon got out and told me that we were
getting into the jacuzzi. It was lovely and warm and I nearly dozed off.
A while later a group of Japanese teenagers came in and went into the
changing rooms. I was wondering what Jon would do, but he said
nothing. When the Japs came out most of them went into the pool but
one came into the jacuzzi. Shortly afterwards Jon pulled me onto his
lap and started kissing me. The only problem was that I was higher up
and my were out of the bubbles. Jon gave my right nipple a quick
tweak which made them stand to attention. I glanced over to the
and saw that she was watching us. As I looked back a Jon I saw that he
had seen her as well. I think the exhibitionist bit in Jon came out
because I could feel his dick getting hard. He lifted me onto his dick and
started playing with one of my while he continued to kiss me. Jon
was lifting me up and down a bit and the must have known what we
were doing.
After a while Jon came and we just sat there as I felt his dick start to go
soft. Before it slipped out on its own Jon said, "come on, let's go" and
lifted me up. When we were stood up I saw that Jon's dick was still a bit
hard. He was right in front of the with his dick about a foot from
her face. She was staring right at it. As we walked to the changing
rooms I noticed that all the other Japs had stopped swimming and were
looking at us. We grabbed a couple of towels from the pile at the
entrance to the changing rooms and went into the gents. As we were
drying ourselves a middle-aged came in and looked a bit shocked
when he saw a naked woman in there. It didn't stop him looking at me
though. We put our robes on but didn't tie the belts and walked out with
them hanging open. Two of the were at the end of the pool as
we passed and they stared at us as we walked out.
We didn't see anyone as we walked to the lift but when the doors shut
us in it Jon told me to give him my robe and I had to walk back to our
room naked. Two people saw me, one was an who was busy
reading a newspaper as he walked and although he looked up to say
"good morning" he went straight back to his paper as if it was normal
for him to meet naked women in hotel corridors. The other person we
saw was a waiter delivering some breakfast to someone. He was
wide awake and stopped and really stared at me as we walked by. I
smiled at him and said, "good morning" to him, but he didn't say
anything.
Jon decided that we would go to the restaurant for breakfast and I wore
the new tight, light blue dress. It really hugs my body and as I walk
along I can feel the air coming through the thin, knitted material onto
my skin. Breakfast was uneventful and Jon took me back to our room
then to an arcade that he had seen where there were a couple of shops
that he wanted to go in.
Just before we left our room Jon told me to bend over and I was a little
surprised to feel the remote vibe being pushed into my pussy. It didn't
hurt, my seems to be permanently damp and ready for action
these days. Jon waited until we were on the underground before he
gave me a couple of bursts on the vibe. With all the people wandering
around I had forgotten about the vibe until it made me jump in my seat.
There were quite a few shops in the arcade and when I was getting a bit
bored in the second shop that Jon took me into, he told me to go for a
wander on my own and to meet him at the entrance in half an hour. I
went into a couple of shops and then wandered around the rest of the
place. As I passed a toyshop the vibe made me jump. It was on full
throttle. I looked round for Jon but couldn't see him. The vibe was really
doing what it was designed for, but very quickly. I managed to walk to
the side of the walkway and lean on the wall but I was coming to an
orgasm quickly. I was shaking as I came first once, twice, three times,
then a fourth time, all closely together. How I managed to stay on my
feet I don't know. I could see people staring at me as the whole of my
body trembled and one oldish woman asked me if I was all right. I just
managed to say that I was and thanked her for her concern. I was
desperately looking round for Jon and I think I had for the fifth time
when I saw Jon walking towards me.
"Please turn it off Master" I pleaded with him but he just looked blankly
at me as if he hadn't a clue what I was talking about. "The vibe Master"
I said. He got the remote control out of his pocket and pressed the
buttons but it didn't make any difference.
Looking back we must have looked a right sight with me shaking and
fighting to stay on my feet and Jon stood a couple of feet in front of me
pointing something at my and saying "it isn't working." Eventually
Jon realised what was happening and picked me up and carried me out
onto the street.
As I was slowly coming back to normal Jon told me that he thought the
problem was the toyshop. He's seen a kid playing with a remote
controlled car and it must have been on the same frequency. When I
say back to normal it wasn't normal, I was covered in sweat, knackered
and my juices were right down to my knees. Jon had to help me
walk back to the underground and then the hotel. I had a shower and
lay on the bed for half an hour before I felt able to get ready to come
home.
The train journey home was uneventful apart from a lad of about 13
taking an interest in my legs. As I never cross my legs these days (Jon
won't let me), the lad might even have been able to see my the
way he kept getting down onto the train floor with his little brother's toy
cars.
Shortly after we got home, Jon gave me the main part of my
punishment for not keeping this journal up to date. As usual, as soon as
I had got into the house I had stripped off, and no sooner than I had
taken my dress off than Jon told me to go to the then go and lay
face down on the punishment bed.
I had been there for about 10 minutes wondering what Jon was going to
do to me when he came in and told me to move the pillows to under my
stomach. He then restrained my wrists and ankles to the corner posts
and then put a blindfold on me. Somehow I just knew that he was going
to cane me and I could feel that nervousness of knowing that I was
going to get some pain and pleasure. My was getting damp in
anticipation. I didn't have to wait long before I heard that 'whoosh' then
felt the pain. Automatically I said, "One - thank you Master." By the
time I had said, "Five - thank you Master," the tears were starting to
swell in my eyes. Jon was really going to me. As the tenth stroke
landed I let out a little scream. They were really hurting.
There was a pause after the tenth stroke and I heard Jon moving. The
next think I knew Jon's hands were at my pussy. My lips were already
swollen and slightly open as the pain was causing me pleasure but Jon
opened them more and it wasn't long before I realised that he was tying
my lips open as wide as they would go using string through my little
rings and then round my thighs. Suddenly I realised that my open
was Jon's next target. Number eleven landed right down the crack in
my ass and pussy. I screamed out loud before saying, "Eleven - thank
you Master." By fifteen my whole was throbbing with pain and
pleasure. It was number 19 that took me over the edge and I was
sweating something rotten as I uncontrollably shook violently. I never
did managed to say, "Nineteen - thank you Master." I was starting to
get control of myself again when number 20 landed. Thankfully that was
the last one but I didn't feel that much. My whole backside and
were numb. Before Jon left me he got the big double-ended dildo and
pushed it into me as far as it would go. Within minutes I was asleep.
Week commencing April 26
I woke up with a start and a feeling of emptiness to discover that Jon
was just pulling the dildo out of me. As he released me he asked me if I
was okay then told me to take it slowly when I decided to get up. He
went off to work as the pain started as I moved my legs. When I made
it to the bathroom I saw that my backside had lots of deep wheals
all over it. I jumped when I touched my open and had to untie my
pussy lips very slowly. I don't know why but I just had to play with my
swollen, tender clit and bring myself off again. I took it very easy that
day and the next few. In fact it was the Friday before I felt well enough
to go to the supermarket.
Saturday May 1
A quiet weekend really. Jon spotted an advert in the paper for a 'Bar
person', and when we went into town we went to the pub and Jon got us
a drink while I asked for the manager. The job was for Friday and
Saturday evening. He asked me if I normally dressed like I was (short
dress) for work. When I said I did he said, "Good, I like to cater for the
younger drinkers on a weekend evening and attractive women
wearing not a lot tends to keep the place crowded." He asked me if I
could start the next Friday and I said that I could and hoped that Jon
would agree. He did.
Stayed at home for the rest of the day and went to bed early.
Sunday May 2
Jon got up very early to watch some motor racing and then spent the
rest of the morning reading the papers. The only exciting part of the day
was when he came up behind me as I washed the dishes and fucked
me.
Week commencing May 3
It was a Bank Holiday on the Monday but we didn't go anywhere, or do
anything exciting. On the Tuesday I got a card from the doctors asking
me to go for a smear test on the Friday. When I got there the
receptionist said that the nurse wasn't available and that the doctor
would be taking it.
When my turn came I went in and saw that it was the short balding
doctor that has a bit of an attitude problem. There were 2 other people
in with him, one and one woman, both about my age. The doctor
explained that they were students getting work experience and asked if
I minded if they took the sample. When I said, "okay" he continued to
tell me that as it was a long time since I had had a thorough
examination then he would give me one before they took the sample.
He asked me to take my skirt and pants off and lay on the bed. He
obviously hadn't been paying me much attention as I was wearing a
dress and only a dress, and the 2 students watched as I grabbed the
hem of my short dress and pulled it over my head leaving me
completely naked. The doctor looked a little surprised when he turned
round and saw me naked. In case he was going to say something I said,
"I don't wear underwear." "Healthy attitude" he said, "climb on the
examination table please."
As I swung my legs up and layback all 3 of them moved over to me and
the 2 students stood at my feet while the doctor stood beside me. "A
rectal examination first I think" the doctor said, "turn over and get on
your hands and knees please." As I was doing so I looked back between
my open legs and saw the male student licking his lips. I looked at the
doctor who put some latex gloves on then scooped up some cream,
presumably to lubricate my ass hole. When he turned to look at me he
saw the lines that were still on my backside and said, "Do these
hurt?" and he ran a finger along one of them. As I said, "No" I wondered
what I would say if he asked me how I got them, but he didn't ask.
Instead I felt the cold cream and his finger start prodding my ass hole.
It all happened so quickly that I gasped and threw my head back. His
poking and prodding only lasted seconds but the surprise attack had
started my tingling and my involuntarily lubricating.
He pulled his hand out and said, "turn over please, and lift your legs into
the stirrups, it's time for the vaginal examination." As I did so I saw
that the eyes of the 2 students were firmly fixed on my pussy. The male
student had a bulge in his trousers. That turned me on a bit more and
when the doctor went to get some more lubrication cream for his new
pair of gloves the female student said, "I don't think that you'll need
that doctor." The doctor turned and looked at my and said, "I
think you're right." The doctor had a little poke and pull at the rings in
my lips and asked me if I had any problems with them. When I said,
"No" he just started to push a finger into my hole. He really did poke
around in there for what seemed like ages and quite hard too. At the
same time he held his left hand on my stomach just above my pubic
bone. All this was getting too much for me and I was glad when he
pulled his finger out as I could feel an orgasm coming on.
Unfortunately it didn't stop there and he started prodding and pulling my
clit. As he was doing so he said to the students, "Take a good look at
this, it's a perfect example of an large engorged clitoris. The majority of
women are not fortunate enough to have one. It can heighten sexual
pleasure tremendously."
I surprised myself a bit as the doctor's remarks were embarrassing me a
bit. Before I started working for Jon I would have died of shame and
probably got up and run out, but a year with Jon had made me proud of
my body and my sexual feelings. I guess that it was the formal doctors
examination that had made me embarrassed.
"Right then," the doctor said, "that's the examination over with, it
wasn't so bad was it Miss Evans?" Before I could say anything he
continued "Now it's time to get the smear test sample. . You take it Miss
Johnson." Miss Johnson moved forward and picked-up this stainless
steel object. It looked like a short tube with some scissors handles.
Before I knew what was happening the object was being pushed inside
me. The cold metal combined with the excitement of the doctor's hands
and this woman's other hand on my stomach was just too much
for me. I started to right there with the 3 of them looking at me. I
was shaking and biting my lip to stop myself from moaning out load.
The doctor was very calm but the was getting embarrassed
by the bulge in his trousers. He was moving his stomach in and out as if
trying to hide it.
Right in the middle of me cumming the woman jumped back and
looked shocked. After about a minute she said to the doctor, "What was
that?" "What was what?" The doctor replied. "Some fluid just flew out
of her vagina." After a couple of seconds the doctor said, "It's perfectly
normal, though not very common for a woman to have an orgasm when
she is being examined by a doctor. It is also perfectly normal, again
though not very common for a very sexually active woman with a
sensitive to ejaculate in a similar way to a man, although the
quantity of liquid is not as great as that of a man. Wait a minute for the
patient to compose herself then continue."
I was embarrassed and as the orgasm subsided I stayed flushed with
the embarrassment. The student quickly opened my with
the 'implement' and took the sample. Before I knew it the doctor was
telling me that I could climb down and get dressed. The male student
continued to stare at me as I got down and dressed and I saw the
female prod the male student and say "Peter!" to bring him out of his
dream.
When I was dressed the doctor thanked me again for letting the
students take part and then told me not to worry about what happened.
He said that it was 'quite normal'. On the way home my embarrassment
turned to excitement and I had to make myself again just as soon
as I got in.
That evening was my first day in my new part-time job and I asked Jon
what I should wear. He told me to wear my leather skirt and a tight T-
shirt that did quite come down to my waist. Jon drove me to the pub
and when the manager saw me he said, "Very nice, that should pull the
punters in." It was then that I realised that he was looking at my
breasts. I had just come in from the cold and my nipples there looking
like thumb ends pushing the thin T-shirt material out. As the other staff
arrived I saw that most of them were dressed in very little as well.
There were a couple of men, both hunks with tight T-shirts showing-off
their muscles. It didn't take me long to get into things and the time just
flew by.
The bar was in a long straight line and a couple of times I heard some
cheering and looked round. One of the times I saw the skirt of one of
the was up round her waist letting everyone see her thong
knickers. She was pulling it back down and looking a bit embarrassed. I
didn't take any notice until it happened again a bit later with a different
girl. I asked the boss, who was next to me what was going on, and he
just said, "oh, it's nothing, just a problem with a faulty valve on a
compressed air tank." I was a bit puzzled as I thought that pubs used
some sort of gas to get the bubbles in the soft drinks, not air. I thought
no more about it and it was soon time to go home. Jon had come in just
before closing time and he took me home. I was knackered and Jon told
me to go straight to bed.
Saturday May 8
Not much happened during the day and I went to work that evening
wearing a tight skirt and tank top. It was a very busy night and I had to
cope with a number of half drunk youths trying to chat me up. One time
when I went to collect some glasses one of them slid his hand right up
the inside of my leg to my pussy. Although I wanted to let him play with
my I pulled away from him when he started telling his mates that
I didn't have any knickers on.
Just before closing time I found out more about the 'faulty valve on the
compressed air tank'. It wasn't faulty, it was designed that way by the
manager. Every time he wanted to liven things up a bit he would wait
for one of the wearing a suitable skirt to be standing in the right
place and then open the valve giving anyone who was looking a glimpse
of her knickers. When I explained it to Jon later he said it was the
'Marilyn Monroe effect' - what ever that meant. Anyway, I'd noticed
that one of the spent most of the time at that end of the bar and
that she was 'caught' the most and she was never in a rush to pull her
skirt down. I guess that she was a bit of an exhibitionist too. I wondered
how long it would be before I got 'caught' and let everyone know that I
didn't wear knickers.
Sunday May 9
It was a boring day, nothing exciting happened.
. continued in Part 10 .