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White Slave Tales - Charity Slave Auction

... long car trips and camping out. Until you end up being pulled into the lap of a man who is twice your age and who has been divorced for more than a year and has a very good idea of what he needs a woman for.

By the time he ordered me to get us each our first beer I was grateful. His hands were getting to be a real problem, and he didn't care who was watching. I got up and looked through the coolers until I found the right brand of beer and as soon as I returned he pulled me right back into his lap and took up where he had left off.

It wasn't long before he had a hand crawling up inside my top and teasing the underside of my breasts. A lot of things started to work to Glenn's advantage right then. My husband seemed to be enjoying the show as much as anyone else, the bastard. The other people in the club were urging Glenn on. Even the women were encouraging him. Then there was the fact that Glenn was, as I said, pretty good looking and in very good shape for a man half his age. There was one other thing working for him as well. He was a very dominant person. He is one of those people that always seem to be in charge, and always the center of attention.

Now I found myself sitting in front of my friends and my husband with a friend openly groping my breasts. It appeared that some of the women were beginning to get uncomfortable with what was happening right in front of them. Only a few of them though, most were still urging him on. The men weren't having any second ...

... thoughts though, not even my husband.

By the time we had finished the two beers, Glenn had pulled my top up over my breasts and when he was encouraged by the men gathered around watching, slipped it over my head and tossed it away. I had by then stopped fighting. Besides, I was getting turned on.

Glenn was about to take me to his tent. I hadn't been expecting that I would still be spending the night with my husband apparently the only one that thought that though. He set our empty bottles down beside him and helped me to my feet. Before I could go get us two more beers though, he reached out and slipped my shorts off so fast it made my head spin. I was left standing in a pair of thin, blue, nylon bikini panties."

There was actually applause from the rest of the members of the club! I was so self-conscious that I moved to the other side of the fire and dug two more beers out of the cooler. I felt everyone's eyes on me and as embarrassed as I was, I was twice as excited. I was glad that it was so dark that no one could see how damp the crotch of my panties must have been.

I hurried back I wasn't anxious to get back into his clutches so much as to be taken into his large arms and not so openly on display. As soon has he had pulled me back into his lap his hands started exploring again. His hands moved over my breasts and down my stomach and he easily wedged my thighs apart and began to slide his large fingers up and down my moist slit. As he did he started whispering to ...