Glamour Shots, Chapter 14 - Sex Stories

Glamour Shots, Chapter 14

... Marci reappeared from the bathroom. Like me, Alli had her pants on but was carrying the upper part, the leotard, bunched up in her hand, and so remained topless, her pert breasts exposed. It was somehow almost more compelling than if she had still been nude! There was a large, wet stain that started a few inches down her left thigh, at the front, and spread across to the inside almost to her knee – their leakage, no doubt, and thus mostly Michael’s semen; all over her thigh… it didn’t seem to faze her very much. “These are wearable, but this top is just too gooey; I’ll just wear my jacket and I’ll be fine.” I wiggled my eyebrows at her. “You’d be fine even without the jacket – cold, but fine!” “Funny man! Are you about ready?” “Uh, yeah; let me get my shirt on, and my jacket, and I’ll run out and start the car and get the seats warming up.” She started to gather up the other various bits and pieces of our “Cats” costumes; I hadn’t bothered with the little pouchy/thong thing, since we were just going straight home as far as I knew, and when I saw her grab her tiny little leopard panties and roll them into the other stuff I realized that she had also chosen to go commando. That seemed fun, even though my cock currently had the “Temporarily Out Of Service” light flashing! Finally as dressed as I was going to get, I darted outside real quick and fired up the car, leaving the heat and the seat heaters set on high. I was shivering when I got back indoors; now, a little after one ...

... a.m., it had gotten quite chilly out, something I hadn’t noticed while surrounded by hot water…and hotter women! At that point, Marci, Michael, and my bride had not yet emerged from the bedroom, so I trudged back down the hall. They were just standing and chatting, Marci and Michael still gloriously naked and Alli with her jacket on, but open down the front. Even that was a great look! Marci looked at me. “Well, I guess we’re going to clean up a little and head for home ourselves. Come here, boss, and give me a hug before you go, and I’ll see you at work on Monday – be sure you wear those pants!” I laughed. “Yeah, fat chance of that!” We hugged, and I was extremely aware of her nudity, and the warmth and softness of her body, and especially of her sex appeal and the ripe scent of sex and arousal emanating from her skin. It’s like I said; the woman simply exudes sexuality, and her nudity and recent lovemaking only emphasized that effect! We shared a brief and very chaste kiss (still, that was new!) and as we separated, she reached down and gave my bulge a quick squeeze. It startled me, but not nearly as much as it had earlier; I could have done without the commentary, of course, but that would have been very un-Marci-like: “Wow, it must be getting really cold outside!” The two women giggling gave me and Michael an opportunity to commiserate silently, with a simple shake of the head. He put his hand on Allison’s shoulder and turned her toward him, and they looked at each other ...