Laura Shows Off
written by:
EdFreckman

Before I got married, I had been dating a girl named Laura. Even though we figured we'd probably never marry each other, we had moved in together, a lot for financial reasons, but we really enjoyed each other's company. She was one of those girls I just couldn't keep my hands off of when we were together. She was a very attractive girl with a really fine body. Her hair was long and leaning a little toward being red. She tanned great. Better than most with red hair. She had smallish tits but a great ass and amazing legs.

It was a Friday night, around 11:00 PM or so. Laura and I hadn't been home very long. We had gone out for dinner, and then stopped off at a club for a few drinks and a little dancing. I liked it when she was in the mood for a few drinks and dancing. Seemed the combination either made her horny, or being horny made her want to have a few drinks and dance. I didn't care which way it was, I knew I wasn't gonna JUST get laid. When she got like that, she really put one on me.

When we got home, she went into the bedroom and changed into her favorite gown. A pink, long, nylon gown. I can't call it a sleeping gown, because she always slept naked. The gown wasn't very sexy in itself, but it didn't matter. We both knew what was gonna happen. She was beautiful, and it made no difference to me what she was wearing, 'cause I was gonna have her out of it before long, anyway. She had removed her panties, but she put the gown on because she knew I liked to take something off of her before we fucked.

I had mixed her another drink, her favorite, bourbon and coke. I had another beer there with me. We were on the couch and had started fooling around, kissing, and stuff like that. I had just got her gown off of her and put a finger in her pussy. I was slowly rubbing around her clit with my thumb and she was moaning quietly into my mouth as we kissed deeply. We were getting into it pretty good when we heard a knock on our back door. Laura sat up quickly, somewhat irritated. "Now, who the fuck can that be at this time of night?" she asked.

"Maybe if we ignore them, they'll go away." I said, still fingering her, and not at all wanting to stop.

The knocking continued. "You'd better see who it is." She said, disgusted that we had to stop. "Just give me a second to put my robe on."

She got the robe on as I went to the door. I opened it to see Bobby, a friend and drinking buddy of mine that I worked with. We had been working day shift, but he had got stuck on second shift, from 3:00 to 11:00, for a little while. We normally worked at the same time, but a temporary shortage of employees had caused a few changes of schedules for us, and we had been separated. He got the second shift because I had about three months seniority over him.

He had a full, well, almost full case of beer with him. "I left work a few minutes early tonight, and stopped by the store for some beer. Would you believe I can drink five beers from the store to your house?"

"I can believe it of you." I laughed.

"I can't drink the rest of these by myself, and I'm afraid they may go bad before morning." He joked. "I thought my best buddy might help me drink 'em before the sun comes up."

I stepped aside, still laughing at him, and he came inside. "I'll do what I can." I said. "It'd be a shame to let all that beer go bad." I had mixed feelings. I was kinda glad to see him, but I regretted the interruption of what I was doing with Laura.

He started taking the beer out and putting it in the refrigerator. "I'm already gettin' a pretty good buzz." He said. "I didn't take a lunch break, and I had those five on an empty stomach." "I've got a pretty good one going, too." I told him. "Laura and I went to a club for a while. We just got home. She's not feeling a lot of pain herself, right now, either."

Bobby and I had several more beers while we all sat there listening to music and talking for a while. We were all happy and laughing, joking around. Laura had finished her drink, and asked me to fix her another one.

"Bobby, I'm surprised Wayne even let you in." Laura laughed. "He must really value you as a friend."

"Why?" Bobby asked, looking a little puzzled. "What are you talking about?"

"He is making something of a sacrifice having you here." She said, still laughing. "I put this robe on AFTER we heard you knock, and I'm not wearing anything under it, if that'll give you a hint."

"Oh, shit, Guys." He stammered, starting to get up. "I'm sorry. I'll go so you can pick up where you left off. I had no idea I was interrupting. I'm really sorry."

"Sit back down, Bobby!" Laura insisted. "It's not like we can't take up where we left off later. Stay here. We enjoy your company. By the way, where's Courtney tonight?"

"Her mother wanted to go down to Chicago for the weekend, and offered to pay for everything if Courtney would go with her." Bobby said. "They left this morning."

"Why didn't you go with them?" I asked. "They wanted me to go." He chuckled. "But, I really don't like being around her mother that much. Listen, guys. I feel bad about interrupting you. If you wanna go into the bedroom for a while, I can just sit out here and drink a few beers, or I can leave if you want me to."

"We had our hearts set on doing it on the couch." Laura giggled.

"Well, if you wanna do it on the couch, I can sit here and drink a few beers and watch, I guess." He laughed.

"You wish!" Laura laughed, too, and winked at him.

By a little after midnight, we had passed buzzing and gone into what you could probably call 'drunk'. All three of us, especially Laura with that bourbon and coke. Bobby was sitting in one of the chairs, I was sitting on one end of the couch, with Laura right beside me. She had her legs curled up on the couch and was leaning over against me a little. "Is it hot in here, or is it just me?" She said. I got up and checked the thermostat for the air conditioner. "It must be just you, baby." I said to her. "This thing says it's 72 degrees in here." "Well, it still feels a little warm to me." She fanned herself with her hand. "Probably just wearing too many clothes." I joked with her. "Why don't you get out of that hot robe, and go slip into one of those new shortie nighties I just bought for you?" She just looked at me with a frown and that, 'Are you fuckin' crazy?' look on her face.

After a few minutes to think about it, she looked up at me, smiling, and said, "Which one?"

"Which one, what?" I said, not sure of what she was talking about.

"Which shortie nightie do you want me to put on?" She asked.

"Any one you want." I chuckled. "Better yet, why don't you try them all, model them for me and Bobby?"

"UH!" She grunted at me, then laughed. "You, I can understand, but who even said Bobby wanted to see any of them on me?"

"Bobby said!" Bobby said, obviously getting pretty well lit. "I'd like to see your, uh, your collection."

I might have taken offense, had it been anyone else, but ya just gotta know Bobby, and I had, for years. Laura looked at me like she was asking for final approval, which I gave by nodding my head at her. "I don't think it's my nightie collection you really want to see, Bobby." She said, smiling, then got up and moved, a little wobbly, toward the bedroom. Bobby and I kept talking and drinking. In a couple of minutes, Laura came out of the bedroom, wearing a yellow nightie. It wasn't see-through anywhere, but the material was light and delicate. You could make out clearly the print of her hard nipples. The bottom of it came down maybe an inch below the crotch of her panties, exposing the full length of those tan, shapely legs.

She did a couple of full 360-degree turns for us, to let us see all of it. Dumb, drunk-assed Bobby was sitting there, clapping his hands.

"Beautiful, Doll. Beautiful!"

"Why, thank you, Bobby." She said smiling, obviously enjoying our approval.

"Just don't call me 'Doll'. I hate that, and I don't even let Wayne call me that."

"I'm sorry." He said. "You look so good, I just got a little carried away."

"Oh, really?" She said. "Hmmm, flattery may get me to show you a little more."

"Try the pink one next, Sweetie." I said to her.

"Be right back." She said, still smiling. She went back into the bedroom. I noticed she hadn't been closing the door while she was in there, not that it mattered very much. You couldn't see into any part of the bedroom from where we were.

A couple of more minutes and she was back out there with us. The pink one she was wearing was a little thinner than the yellow one, and although it wasn't considered see-through, either, you could still make out the darker area of her nipples. It was a little shorter, too, about three inches above that sweet area where her legs came together. When she did her 360 turn for us you could see a little ass cheek not covered by the small panties. Bobby was leaning forward in his seat, visibly getting a little more interested, which in turn, pleased her even more. I suppose its flattery to any woman to be appreciated by any man. A compliment from anyone is better than no compliment at all. Don't get me wrong, I told her every day, several times, how beautiful I thought she was. She was getting into it a little more, turning at different angles, raising her arms, and holding up her long brown hair, tipping her head to the side.

"Wanna go for the black one, now?" I asked, hopefully.

"Sure!" She beamed. "Why not?"

When she strutted out with it on, Bobby's eyes got a little bigger. It was see-through, except for two little areas over her boobs that had an extra layer of thicker material. The top part was split in front with three little ribbons tied holding it together, and was much shorter. It only came down just a little lower than her belly button, which caused her belly to be visible, from there to the top and the tiny bikini panties that were almost what you could call a thong. What little there was of them was see-through except for a double layer right in the crotch. When she turned around, you could see the crack of her ass through the material.

She was getting a pretty excited to have two guys staring at her, loving what they saw, and letting her know they loved it. I let her pose for a few minutes, then said to her, "Are you ready for the blue one yet?" She stopped dead, and looked at me, a really evil smile forming on her lips. "The blue one? You really want me to come out here in the 'blue one'?"

"You know it's my favorite, Baby." I said to her. "I wanna see it for sure."

She looked at Bobby. He said, "Hell, yeah. Show us the blue one. What's so special about the 'blue one'? Show me any color you want to, do... I mean, Darlin'." Remembering just in time that she didn't like to be called 'Doll'.

Laura sat down beside me, and whispered in my ear. "We ARE talking about the same blue nightie, aren't we? The one that's as see through as piece of glass? If I put it on, you know he's gonna be able to see EVERYTHING, don't you? If I do it, I'll probably be embarrassed tomorrow when I'm sober, and what I did sinks in, but right now, I don't care."

"You'd do it? I mean let him see you in it?" I chuckled. "Honey, if that's what you want." She snuggled up to me. "He'll definitely be seeing ME. There's not enough of it to keep him from seeing ALL of me, but I'd be doing it for you. Be sure that's what you want me to do."

"Do YOU want to do it?" I asked. I pulled her over on top of me; her legs straddled mine, with her facing me. She sat there with her arms around my neck, kissing me as she whispered very low, "I certainly don't mind. This whole thing has already been turn-on for me. How about you?" "Yeah." I said. "I kinda like showing off my beautiful little girlfriend."

Bobby had to get up to go to the bathroom. I guess the beer was catching up with him at that point, and he had to go get rid of some of it. Laura glanced over her shoulder to make sure he had left the room. She turned her face back to me, still whispering, but obviously very excited.

"Feel down there, Baby. I know it's gettin' wet! Just feel it!" She leaned back a little, and I used one hand to pull the front of the skimpy panties down, then put the other one between her legs, sliding a finger between her lips. She wasn't kidding! Her pussy was about as wet as I had ever known it to be. Her little modelling escapade was definitely turning her on, and I have to admit, it was turning me on, too! My dick was hard as a rock inside my pants. We were kissing passionately as I fingered her, and almost didn't notice Bobby come back into the room. We stopped immediately, but I'm not sure it was in time to keep him from seeing what we were doing. If he saw, he didn't say anything.

She was trying hard not to laugh out loud as she took my face between her hands and kissed me several more times. She pulled back a little, looking at me with that mischievous smile of hers. "The blue one?" She asked. "The blue one." I stated, smiling back at her. She dismounted, and rubbed her hand across my crotch lightly. Apparently she had felt the condition of my dick when she was sitting on me.

"Save this place for me." She said. "I'll be right back." She was actually gone a little longer than she had been the other times she changed. When she walked back into the living room, I could see why. She had brushed her hair, touched up her make up, and was looking gorgeous!

When Bobby saw her, he almost dropped his beer. His eyes got wide and he said, Holy shit! Now I see what's so special about that one! Doesn't hide much, does it? Dammit girl!" You couldn't have seen more of her if she had been wearing absolutely nothing at all!

The material was so thin and transparent, it looked like a light blue haze covering a small portion of her. It was as short as the black one, but there were no extra pieces of material to cover any vital parts. You could clearly see her erect nipples, the tiny patch of pubic hair and even distinguish the split between the lips of her pussy. It was held together in front with one little hook between her titties. The front opening tapered towards her sides, exposing all of her tan belly. The edges were trimmed in narrow black lace.

She did her turns and poses as we just sat and stared at her. Bobby was beside himself, almost still in a state of shock, but not too much that he wasn't enjoying the hell out of her little show. She didn't get vulgar with her moves, but made no effort at all to try to hide anything from either of us. After a couple of minutes she said, "I'm gonna fix myself another drink. Either one of you guys want another beer? I'll get it for you."

That brought both of us out of the trance we were in. "Sure, we'll take another." We both said.

She came back with the beers and stood directly in front of Bobby so he could get a good look at her. She held out the beer, but pulled it back when he reached for it. "If you're too drunk to appreciate what you see, maybe you've had enough." She giggled.

"Oh, believe me!" he said. "I appreciate what I see. I just didn't want to get so enthused over you that Wayne would throw me out."

She laughed and handed him his beer, picked up her own drink, then came over to me with my beer. "How about you?" She asked with a smile. "Do you appreciate what youve seen?"

"You have to ask?" I said. "Nah, I think I know." She sat our drinks down on the table after taking a large sip and climbed on me again, facing me with her legs straddled mine. She leaned over and kissed me, then sat back up. While she looked directly into my eyes, smiling the whole time, she reached and unhooked the tiny little top, and let it fall open. I took the hint and pushed it the rest of the way off of her titties. "You don't have to stop there." She breathed.

I pushed the top off of her shoulders, then, and she slipped her arms out of it, and pitched it over on the couch. She kissed me harder, running her tongue in my mouth. After a minute or two, she got up off of me and laid on the couch on her back, with her head resting on my thigh. I rubbed her belly and fondled and squeezed her titties as she lay there with her eyes closed, apparently enjoying it very much.

Bobby's eyes were glued to her as he watched everything I was doing to her. She would occasionally open her eyes for a second to glance over at me, or at him. She was loving being seen that way. I moved my hand down further to touch the crotch of those tiny, see-all panties, and wasn't too surprised that she opened her legs enough for me to get my hand between her legs. Her crotch was wet and warm. She moaned a little as my fingers rubbed her pussy through the nearly nothing material. "Go inside of them!" She whispered.

I pushed my hand down inside the waistband of her panties and she opened her legs wider, putting one foot down on the floor. I slipped a finger up inside her pussy. She moaned a little louder, and her breathing was getting heavier. "You need 'em out of the way? You wanna take 'em off of me?" She asked, referring to the panties. She was looking up at me, with almost a begging look in her eyes.

I smiled back at her. "You wanna ask Bobby if he wants to take them off of you?" I asked.

She smiled and looked over at Bobby, without saying anything. She didn't need to. He immediately got up and moved over to the couch. As he stood over her, hooking his fingers in the waist band of the tiny panties, she raised her ass up so he could pull them down over her hips. She raised her legs enough for him to slide them down to her ankles and pulled her feet through them, one at a time. "Thank you Bobby." Was all she said.

Bobby just smiled at her, probably thinking he was the one who should be thanking her instead. She had scooted up further on my lap and we were kissing as I put my hand back down to her pussy. Her legs opened wide and I fingered her while we kissed. She was completely naked now and seemed to be very excited to have Bobby see her that way and watch what we were doing.

After a couple of minutes, she raised up. "I'll be right back." She whispered. She left the room, leaving me and Bobby sitting there, somewhat puzzled. She came back in a few seconds, handed Bobby a camera, and said, "There's a full roll in there. Thirty-six pictures. Don't waste any of them." She came back to me, and helped me get out of all of my clothes. When I was naked, too, she got on her knees on the floor and took my dick in her mouth, sucking and licking it.

Bobby was just sitting there in amazement at what she was doing if front of him. She raised up, giggled, looked at him. "Bobby! The camera?" Looking like he had forgotten that he even had it, he got up, moved closer to us and started taking the pictures.

She lay down on the couch on her stomach, her ass in the air. I removed my pants. My dick was hard and aching to get inside her throbbing pussy. Slowly, I started plunging in and pulling back, her perfect ass meeting me with every move. Bobby snapped pictures as we fucked. Her moans turned to excited enthusiastic screams as our motions got faster and faster.

Eventually she stopped and had me lay down on the floor. She straddled me and impaled herself on my dick. She moved around in a circular motion before riding up and down, her hands on my chest. I reached up and played with her erect nipples as she moved herself up and down on me. The friction felt so good. Bobby occasionally reached down to his own crotch as he watched us.

She was moaning and groaning and thrashing around and Bobby was clicking the camera.

When she finished cumming that time, she had me sit on the couch and she sat on top of me with her back to me, facing Bobby. She made sure he could see all of her and see my dick up in her pussy. "Take the pictures, Bobby!" She breathed. "Save the last two, just the last two!"

We fucked right there in front of him while he clicked the camera. We just fucked for, well, I don't really know how long. I had lost all track of time. I was sitting up on the couch again with her on top, straddled my legs, when she started cumming again. She ground her pussy into me as the orgasm took over her body, causing it to tremble and jerk. She finished and got down on the floor again and started sucking my dick. "Let me know when you're about to cum." She said. It didn't take much longer. "It's here!" I told her.

She moved back and had me stand up in front of her. "Bobby!" She said, letting him know that she wanted him to get a close-up of what was about to happen. She held her mouth open about two inches from the head of my dick and stroked it with her hand to finish me off. I closed my eyes when it started. When I felt the first squirt, I looked down to watch my hot, white cum gush into her waiting mouth. I heard the camera clicking as Bobby got some close up shots of her catching it in her mouth.

When I was through, she looked up at me, smiled and swallowed all the cum I had ejaculated into her mouth. She licked me clean, slowly and gently squeezing out the last drops to swallow them too. She got up off the floor, stood and asked Bobby, "Did you save a couple like I asked you?"

"Yeah." He smiled, obviously thrilled at being a part of what had just happened, even if he didn't get to fuck her himself. "There's at least two, maybe three left in it." She took the camera from him and handed it to me. "I want to get a couple to give to Bobby for being such a good sport tonight." She said.

She went over to Bobby and stood beside him. She put her arms around his neck and tenderly leaned in for a kiss. His hands went to her ass and I could see his fingers searching around for her already wet pussy.

She unzipped his pants and pulled down his boxers to reveal his medium length, but very thick cock. She started licking it up and down. I took a picture. Bobby was looking down in awe. She started licking the head and eventually, he couldn't help himself but moved forward a bit, plunging it into her mouth.

"Don't cum yet, honey," she said. "I still need to be fucked."

She leaned over the couch again, her perfect ass in the air. He didn't have to be encouraged. He stood behind her and plunged his dick deep into her wet waiting pussy.

The room was filled with the sound of her moan as he entered her.

"So thick," she groaned.

He put his hands on either side of her hips and started to fuck her like a man possessed. The sound of her moans now became deafening and he started plunging in and out harder and harder. I snapped another picture and soon, he couldn't take it any more. He plunged in and out a few more times, his teeth gritted, his knees seemed to weaken and he exhaled loudly as she moaned deeply and her eyes rolled back in her head. He came inside of her pussy.

He moved back from her, almost looking at me apologetically for what had just happened.

She found the strength to pull herself off the couch and turned to him, gave him a kiss and thanked him.

She stayed naked the rest of the time he was there and while we sat and had a few more drinks and a few more laughs. "You should make sure you bring Courtney over next weekend." Laura said to him. "I will." He replied. "I will."