Still Naked
written by:
LadyGrey

Still Naked by Lady Grey

The week following the lingerie party was an incredible orgy of lust. Gill was insatiable and so was I. From the moment he walked into the apartment in the evening, I could not get enough of him. We fucked before the evening meal, during the evening meal, and after the evening meal. Afterwards we fucked on the sofa, on the floor, and on the table, and that was before we went to bed and fucked again.

After we fucked, we lay in each others arms allowing the air conditioning to cool our heated bodies. Gill wanted me to tell him in infinite detail just how it felt to be stripped naked by JC in front of everyone. And how I felt at the reception afterwards when on JC's request I remained totally naked and joined the rest of the all male party for drinks.

I was so horny when we finally left the reception that I willingly allowed Gill to have his wicked way with me in the dressing room when we went to pick up my clothes, and afterwards on his suggestion I didn't bother to wear anything at all under my coat. I just stuffed the rest of my things into my bag.

As we went down in the lift Gill, slipped his hand inside the coat and rubbed his fingers over my pussy which was still leaking our combined juices. He smiled as his fingers slipped inside, and I groaned and pressed myself up against his hand.

"You've enjoyed yourself tonight, haven't you, darling?"

I nodded. "Was it fun for you as well?" I asked.

He nodded. "Seeing you naked in that room with all those men looking at you made me so fucking hard I thought I was going to burst."

"Oh, you poor darling," I said brushing my lips across his.

We finally made it home, and well, you know the rest. I can't remember how many times we had intercourse that night. When we weren't fucking we were going down on each other or engaged in some other pleasurable activity.

As I said in the first place, the week passed quickly in an orgy of pleasurable lust, and in between times when we weren't engaged in some sexual activity we were discussing what we should do next. Gill had several ideas, all of which of course necessitated me being naked.

Playing hostess at his football club's party, minus my clothes of course, or taking part in a local amateur strip tease competition were just a couple of them, but it was a telephone call from Mary, the lady who organized the lingerie party, who supplied the lead to the next little adventure.

I got a call from her to say that JC had spoken to her and asked her to call me and see if I would be interested in a little job he had in mind. I didn't see it a problem as I rather liked the guy, and deep down I realised excitedly that it would probably be something relevant to what had gone on at the charity show.

I rang JC and said that I was willing to talk to him. So he invited me to lunch at the office the following day. I told Gill when he came home and he grinned.

"I wonder what the randy bastard wants?" he said, shaking his head. "Probably a repeat performance."

I smiled. I had told him about his brushing the back of his hand over my pussy mound when he was removing my bikini bottom. "Well, I guess I am going to have to go and meet him if I want to find out."

He nodded. "Well, I'm sure you will be safe with him over lunch as there will be others around."

I dressed carefully and presented myself at the office the following lunch time. The receptionist had a note as to my arrival and I was escorted up to the senior management dining room.

JC smiled when we walked in, and he thanked the lady who had brought me up. "Would you like a glass of wine before we go through?" he asked.

I nodded. "That would be nice; medium white if you please."

He called over a waiter who took the order and returned with two large glasses on a silver tray. JC took them and handed one to me. "To a successful meeting," he said, holding up his glass. I clinked mine against his and sipped the ice cold liquid, shivering slightly.

"I took the liberty of ordering, Laura. I need to talk things through with you, and I have an appointment in an hour so I thought if I ordered, we could get straight down to business. I ordered a seafood salad to start with, and then the pan fried duck breast. The chef said it was very good."

"Sounds delicious," I said with a smile.

Just then a white jacketed waiter came to tell us our table was ready, and I followed JC through into the small dining room. There were only four tables and just two were occupied. I recognized one of the men sitting at one of the tables as one of the men at the party. He smiled and nodded as we passed. The waiter held out a chair for me and we sat down to a delicious looking platter of plump pink prawns and a colorful mixed salad.

JC took a mouthful of the salad and smiled. "I have a proposal for you, Laura, that I hope you will find interesting. I assume from the way you reacted last week at the party and at the reception afterwards that you have no problem in displaying yourself naked in front of strangers."

I felt myself reddening slightly hearing it put like that, but I nodded my head and smiled at him.

"I guess from what I saw of you that you actually enjoyed the experience. Am I right?"

I nodded. "Yes, I did."

"And your husband doesn't mind?"

I shook my head. "No, Gill doesn't mind at all. In fact, he's the one who encourages me," I said with a slight grin.

"Good," JC said taking another fork full of food and chewing on it slowly. "Then hopefully he won't object about a little proposal that I have to offer you."

He allowed me to finish the starter and for the waiter to clear the plates away before he went on. "What I want to put to you is a little presentation at the company dinner next week. It's an annual event, and this year it's my turn to host it. The senior directors will be attending, and I want to put on something special."

JC looked up as the waiter arrived with the duck. He placed it on the table and a second waiter served us with a selection of roasted vegetables. When they had left, JC sampled the food. "Delicious!" he commented. "I'm sure you'll enjoy it."

I tried mine, and it was truly delicious, but I was now anxious to know what he had in mind for me.

"What I want from you, Laura, is for you to be the dessert at the company dinner. Well, not actually you," he said with a smile, "but your body will be decorated with the dessert. You will, of course, have to be completely naked."

I felt a slight shudder of excitement go through me and I clenched my thighs tightly together.

"You will be presented to the diners on a specially prepared table who will then be allowed to feast off your body using just their mouths. There will be no other touching allowed."

I pressed myself into the seat and pressed my thighs together even tighter, almost orgasming at the thought of what he proposed.

"If you do decide to take up my offer, you will be well rewarded for your work; say £500 for a few hours of what I imagine will be rather pleasurable work."

I looked at him not knowing quite what to say as I chewed on a tender piece of duck breast. "You understand I will have to ask Gill before I make a decision."

He nodded. "I quite understand, but I need to know within the next twenty four hours so that I have time to employ someone else if necessary."

We spent the rest of the meal in polite conversation. He was interested in my past and how I had got myself into the exhibitionist thing. He smiled when I told him about cheating at the poker game so that I was the first one to strip completely.

After the meal, he escorted me down to the lobby and kissed me lightly on the cheek. "I do hope you decide to do it," he said. "You have an extremely exciting body, and I would love to see it again."

A warm flush came over me and I smiled. "I'll speak to Gill tonight and let you know tomorrow." I could feel his eyes following me as I left the building.

"How did it go?" were the first words Gill spoke when he came in. I smiled. "Interesting," I said as I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him wetly, my tongue pressing urgently between his lips.

"What did he want? Another show?"

I grinned. "Sort of."

Then I went on to explain what JC had told me. He listened intently, and when I had finished, he said, "Fuck me, and he's willing to pay you £500 for that?"

"Yes. What do you think?" I asked.

"What do you think? Are you prepared to do it?"

I shrugged. "I guess so. It sounds so fucking incredibly erotic, but I won't do it without it's okay with you."

"Any chance of being there?" he asked.

I shrugged. "I don't know, but I guess I could ask."

He suddenly pulled me to himself and crushed me in his arms. His hands worked down my body and caressed my bottom. Then he drew my dress up until he was caressing bare flesh. I pressed myself against him feeling the hardness of his erection pressing into me. He thrust his hand into my panties and eased them down until they fell around my ankles and I kicked them off. Then he lifted me up onto the kitchen work surface and eased my legs apart with his body. He urgently released his throbbing erection, and the next moment he was slipping into my warm wet passage.

I clung to him as he pumped into me with long practiced strokes, feeling him filling me and feeling the sensation of his balls slapping against my inner thighs with every powerful stroke. I came very quickly that first time. I had been horny all the way home after my meeting with JC and couldn't wait for Gill's return. Gill didn't cum the first time, and after I recovered, he fucked me a second time with more leisure, bringing us both to a wonderful climax, and we collapsed into each others arms.

After another exhausting session in bed later that night, he agreed that I should ring JC and say that provisionally I would do it, but there were some things we needed to talk about. Maybe JC could come around and discuss things with us both.

The following morning I rang him, and he was happy to come over that evening and discuss things with us. Gill had been home about an hour when he arrived, and we went through into the lounge where there was a cheery log fire burning in the grate.

"Drink?" Gill inquired.

"Whisky if you have it; malt preferably."

Gill nodded. "A man after my own heart. Bunnahabhain okay?"

JC nodded. "Wonderful! You are a man of good taste."

Gill poured out two large measures and passed one to JC. "What will you have, Laura? The usual? Vodka and coke?"

I nodded, and with drinks supplied we got down to business. JC went through what he wanted me to do, and Gill seemed happy with that. He explained that he would be employing a top dessert chef who had done this sort of thing before. "I got the idea from a dinner I attended while I was in the states a few months ago. It was unbelievable."

Gill inquired about being present on the night, and JC said it wasn't really feasible as it was a business meeting, but he saw no reason why he shouldn't be there during the preparation, and maybe some arrangement could be made so that he could view the proceedings from the next room.

Gill seemed happy with this arrangements, and they shook hands on the deal. JC accepted another whisky and the two of them chatted. JC told Gill that he was a very lucky man to have such a beautiful wife who was willing to do what she did.

Gill grinned. "She's only been doing it for about a month; going all the way that is. She always liked to wear sexy revealing clothes, but it was at this Christmas party it all started, and that of course led to the lingerie party at your place."

JC smiled and looked at me. "From what I've seen, she really enjoys it and you get a kick out of it as well. I've heard that it's a married man's favorite fantasy to see his wife naked in front of strangers."

Gill nodded. "It sure is, and even more so when she's stacked like Laura."

I felt myself blushing slightly hearing them talk about me like that, and then I gasped when I heard Gill's next comment.

"You want to see what you are getting for your £500?" he asked. "I'm sure Laura would be more than happy to show you. Wouldn't you, dear."

I saw JC's eyes light up and he looked at me expectantly.

"Come on, Laura, don't act shy. The guy's seen your boobs and pussy close up already when he stripped you at the lingerie party. Give him another look at the goods."

I could see that Gill was excited at the thought of me exposing myself in front of JC, and I shrugged. Who was I to disappoint him?

I drank down the rest of my drink and got up from the chair. "I'll just go and slip into something more comfortable," I said in a sexy voice.

Gill grinned and JC nodded. They watched me leave the room. I went into the bedroom and quickly slipped out of my clothes. I guess it was really no big deal, JC seeing me naked again. He had stripped me, and I had spent a couple of hours naked at his reception, but it did feel a little different here in my own home with just him and Gill.

When I was naked, I stepped into a clean white thong as my panties had already becoming a little damp, then I slipped on an almost transparent housecoat. I quickly checked my hair and make up in the dressing table mirror and made my way back to the lounge.

As I walked in, JC's eyes opened wide, and I saw Gill watching him and smiling. I felt my body responding to his stare and sensed my nipples hardening.

"God, you are so beautiful," JC gasped. I walked over and stood with my back to the fire. I could feel the warmth of it on my skin through the thin housecoat, and I knew my body would be silhouetted against the firelight.

"Sensational, isn't she?" Gill commented.

JC nodded, his tongue licking over his lips. "She's one of the most attractive women I've seen for some time. I was stunned by her beauty when I saw her at the lingerie party, and when I got the chance to see her naked and actually be the one to take off her bikini, I wasn't going to pass up the chance whatever it cost me. Anyway, it was all going to a good cause."

Gill smiled and nodded. "I saw the look on your face when you unfastened her bikini bottoms and got a look at her cunny."

I looked at Gill sharply, but he just smiled and winked, and I could see he was enjoying himself. He held out his glass. "Pour me another one of these and get my friend JC another one. Just to make things a little more interesting, I suggest you remove your housecoat."

I knew it wouldn't be long before he had me completely naked and I was beginning to enjoy the experience once again. I took his glass from him, and with the other hand, pulled undone the tie of the housecoat. The housecoat gaped open and I smiled at JC as I shrugged it off my shoulders and allowed it to slip to the floor. Then in just my brief thong I stepped over and collected his glass and went to the bar and refilled them.

As I leaned over to pass JC his refilled glass, his eyes were fixed on my breasts that were just inches from his face. The hard prominent nipples swayed slightly with the movement of my body. I smiled and pouted a kiss at him, then I turned to give Gill his glass.

I knew both guys were watching me as I returned to the bar and mixed myself another drink. I was beginning to feel really horny again. It was more erotic displaying myself like this in the privacy of my own home with just the two of them watching me.

I returned to the center of the hearth and stood with my legs slightly apart. Looking at the two guys, I dipped my finger into the amber liquid, and feeling naughty, ran it around my nipples. The ice cold drink made them stand out even further. Then I ran my hand down my body and over the pronounced swell of my mons pubis. I could feel the warmth and the slight dampness as I lightly ran one finger along the line of my cleft.

Gill was watching me intently, occasionally glancing over at JC who was staring at me, his glass forgotten in his hand. Tilting precariously, I turned and placed my glass on the mantelpiece above the fire. I smiled at JC, then gripped the thin strap of my thong and pushed it quickly over my hips. It dropped to the floor and I kicked it off my feet. Now I faced him completely naked, every intimate part of my body on display to him. His face was red and I saw small beads of perspiration on his brow.

I glanced over at Gill and I was surprised to see him caressing a tenting bulge that was threatening to burst out of his trousers.

He smiled at me. "You are one hot baby;" he said gruffly. "Do you need fucking?"

I looked at him and nodded urgently. "Yes, I think so," I said, softly running one finger down between my pouting pussy lips and finding them already slicked with my juices.

"You want him to fuck you?" he asked, nodding in the direction of JC. I looked at him not actually believing I was hearing what he was saying; he was offering me to another man. I looked at JC. He was also staring at Gill also not altogether believing what he was hearing.

"You want her?" Gill asked.

JC nodded. "Yes, more than anything."

"Take her then; take her there on the rug in front of the fire." He nodded towards where I was standing.

The half empty whisky glass dropped from his fingers spilling its contents on the carpet. As he go to his feet, he reached out and I felt almost an electric shock as his fingers touched my breasts; gently at first, then squeezing them and nipping the erect nipples.

I fought with the buckle on his trouser belt, at last loosening it enough to push his trousers down over his hips. They snagged for a moment on the protrusion of his erection, then it sprang out, nine inches of hard flesh lined with prominent deep purple veins and topped with a glistening helmet.

He eased me down to the floor and knelt for a moment between my open legs looking at me. Then he looked again at Gill still not believing that this was happening to him. I put my head back and looked up at Gill. He had his cock in his hand, his face was red, and he was staring at JC. "If you are going to fuck her, fuck her now, and fuck her hard," Gill grunted.

I felt the hardness of JC's cock spreading my pussy lips. Then he was slipping into me inch by inch, looking down at me as he rested himself on his arms. I raised my body and thrust myself up against him. He slid out almost to the point of no return before he plunged back in. Suddenly I wanted him; I wanted to feel him filling me; he could be anybody. All I wanted now was satisfaction. JC was a great performer, and his technique and ability to satisfy a woman was fantastic. Within minutes I was cursing him, spouting filthy abuse, demanding more, urging him on till with a cry, and almost at the same instant, we came together and collapsed on the rug feeling the heat of the fire on our bodies.

It was only after I came down from the high that I realised what I had just done. I had allowed another man to have intercourse with me, and we had done it there on the floor in front of Gill, my husband. I suddenly felt ashamed and embarrassed having let things get so out of hand. What was Gill going to think of me? I felt someone beside me; it was Gill. He was kneeling beside me stroking my hair and smiling at me.

"Was that good, darling?"

I nodded, still a little unsure of myself.

"It was so fucking exciting seeing another man fuck you. I do so love you." He leaned over and kissed me tenderly, cupping one breast in his hand.

Beside me, JC was sitting up watching us.

"She's fucking great, isn't she?" Gill said looking at JC.

He nodded and ran a hand up over my body resting it on the firm mound of my breast. "I don't really know what to say," he said looking at Gill.

"Nothing to worry about, mate. She loved, I loved it, and I guess you loved it."

He nodded. "I can't thank you enough. I never dreamt things would go that far."

Gill grinned and patted him on the back. "I guess we'll do it again sometime."

JC grinned. "Just let me know. I'll be there."

JC left to clean himself up and I slipped back into my housecoat. I mixed myself a fresh drink, and when he returned he thanked us both for an unforgettable night. He said that he would be now looking forward even more to our little venture next week. He kissed me and shook hands with Gill. As we saw him off, he gave one last glance at my barely concealed body.

Gill took me to bed and made love to me several times. He never mentioned JC. I awoke to the ringing of the doorbell. I found myself alone in bed. It was already ten a.m. I shrugged into a toweling bath robe and made my way to the door. I was greeted by a guy holding three dozen red roses and a big thank you note from JC.

The following night after we had made love, Gill did bring up the subject of JC. He wanted to know how it had felt being made love to by another guy while he watched.

I squeezed his hand tightly. "I can't say it was too unpleasant," I said with a slight smile.

He hugged me. "I was worried that I had gone too far."

I shook my head. "Not as long as you enjoyed yourself my darling."

"I did! It was incredible watching him thrusting into you. Turned me on something rotten. God, when I shot my load, it nearly hit the ceiling."

I laughed. "What a waste. I could have always found a use for it."

The following day JC called me and said I needed to be at the office at five thirty. He also said he had arranged for me to go to a very up market beauty salon for some special spa treatment. Everything was to be charged to the company.

I rang Gill up and told him to pick me up from the spa and we could go straight over to the office. The treatment was wonderful, and I was feeling great when I finally emerged.

Gill was waiting and said I looked great. "Seeing you like that I wish I was taking you home instead of letting some old pervs get a look at you naked."

I put my arm around him, pulled him to me, and kissed him tenderly. "You know you'll enjoy it, darling, and we'll have plenty of time later. Then I'm all yours. JC said it should be all over by ten."

We parked in the almost empty car park and the doorman smiled as he let us in. "Good evening Madam, Sir, I think you know your way up to the boardroom floor," he asked.

I nodded. "Tenth floor?"

"Yes, take the express lift; it will go straight up there."

He must have rung to say that we were coming for JC was waiting for us as the doors slid open. He smiled. "You look great," he said as he kissed me on both cheeks and shook hands with Gill. "Nice to see you both again. Hope you are both looking forward to this as much as I am."

Gill smiled. "It's going to be interesting."

"Come through to the kitchen and meet Anton, the dessert chef. He's looking forward to meeting you."

He led the way into a busy kitchen. There were three chefs working over a range and another preparing food on a table. He led us towards this one. As we approached, I saw he was preparing fruit and arranging it in bowls. He looked up as we approached and smiled.

"Anton, this is Laura, the beautiful young lady who you will be working with you tonight."

He looked me up and down and nodded approvingly. "Yes she's everything you said she was, and more. It will be a pleasure to work with her."

He pulled me to him and kissed each cheek. Then he turned to Gill. "And you are the lucky young man who is married to this striking beauty."

Gill smiled at the compliment and nodded. "You are a very lucky man," he said, shaking Gill's hand in a firm grip.

"I'm just about finished with my preparations. When I'm done, I'll take you through and show you what we will be doing. In the meantime, get yourselves a coffee. There's a fresh pot over there on the stove."

JC excused himself, saying he would see us later. He had to go and join his guests.

We sat and drank coffee until Anton came over and led us to a room located at the end of the kitchen. "This is where I will do the preparations. Then you will be wheeled through these doors." He pushed open the doors and we found ourselves in a large room set out as a dining room. Two waitresses looked up from setting the table and smiled.

"How many guests are expected?" Gill asked.

"Just eight," Anton replied. "The senior directors from the other offices."

He pulled the door aside and led us to a large wheeled table. It was covered in a crisp white cloth that draped down its side. "This is the serving dish," he said with a grin. "I have placed a soft underlay under the cloth so you will be more comfortable as you will have to lie there for about thirty to forty minutes during the preparations, and probably another twenty after you are wheeled into the dining room."

"I need to start in about fifteen minutes when they start serving the first course so if you would like to get undressed and slip a robe on, we will be ready to go as soon as I get everything I've prepared over here."

He left me with Gill, and I looked at him and grinned. "Well, this is it," I said with a grin. "I guess it's my turn to be the dish of the day." I started undressing and passing my clothes to Gill who folded them and placed them on a chair. When I was naked, Gill pulled me towards him and kissed me and ran his hands lovingly over my breasts. "Enjoy yourself, darling," he said, "but not too much." I kissed him again and slipped into a light wrap I had brought with me.

Just then the door opened and Anton entered pushing a trolley laden with the prepared fruit and an assortment of dishes and bottles. He glanced at his watch. "The guests will be sitting down now, and the service will start in five minutes." He walked over to the door and let down a small hatch. He beckoned us over. "Just look through here," he said. "You can see what's going on. They can't see you; it's fitted with one way glass." I looked into the room and saw the eight men, all around JC's age, sitting around the large table. A waiter was pouring wine. After we had both looked through, he closed the hatch. "Right; it's about time we got started. If you would like to remove your wrap, Laura, and climb up on the table, we'll get started."

It was a little unnerving removing my wrap in front of a total stranger. I'd had nothing to drink unlike the other times I'd stripped before strangers. I handed the wrap to Gill, and I saw Anton looking at me approvingly as Gill helped me up onto the table.

"Now if you would lie back, Laura, and make yourself comfortable." I eased myself down and found it surprisingly comfy. Anton took my arms and told me to join my hands across my body, resting them on my stomach.

He walked around looking at me. "You are a very attractive woman," he said. "You have a wonderful body." I smiled at Gill who had perched himself on a stool to watch the proceedings.

I felt Anton easing my legs apart. "I need your legs to be open, Laura, and I'm going to place a bowl between your feet so that you will not be able to close them."

I could tell that from the position I was in I was displaying everything, and I felt a sudden surge of warmth go through my body.

"As I start positioning the fruit on you, it will feel quite cold, but you will soon get used to it. At a certain point I will be getting quite intimate with you, but I will be as careful as possible and I hopefully will not offend you."

First he placed some small cushions at my side so that I wouldn't be able to move, and then he started with the fruit. It was cold and it tickled as he placed it lightly over my body. He worked carefully, his fingers only lightly touching my body, but I began to feel the tell tail signs of myself becoming aroused. I especially felt it when he worked around my breasts and touched my nipples which were already erect.

After positioning the fruit, he secured it in place with thick cream. He worked slowly down my body: my shoulders, my breasts, my midriff, and then over my stomach. I could not help letting out a small moan as I felt his hands on the inner slopes of my thighs, and he lightly brushed his fingers over my pussy lips. Then to my surprise I felt him opening my outer labia and inserting something inside. It felt like a cock, but was smoother and softer. Suddenly I realised it must be a banana. I groaned again and Anton smiled. "Sorry about that, Laura, but it's expected." At last, after about thirty minutes, he was done, and surprisingly it wasn't too uncomfortable. The sensation of having the banana inside me was quite exciting. I heard a door open and someone called to say, "You have about five minutes, Anton."

He replied that he was done. "Do you want to see what you look like?" he asked.

I nodded perceptibly not wanting to dislodge anything and looked up as Anton got Gill to help to lift a large mirror over me. I have to admit I looked delicious with my body almost completely covered with succulent fruit, cream, and edible flowers. As they moved the mirror, I could see the banana protruding from between my spread lips ringed by strawberries and cream.

The door opened and two waiters appeared beside me. "Everything's ready," Anton told them. "But push her in gently. We don't want any accidents."

I felt the trolley begin to move, and I looked up as we went through the doorway into the dining room. I heard JC's voice: "Gentlemen, I give you our special dessert, the delicious Laura."

There was a murmur in the room and then a round of applause as I was wheeled in. I heard JC address them again as the trolley came to rest and the waiters left. "If you would like to remove your jackets and don the overalls I have provided, it's a help yourself dessert, and there are no spoons provided; you will have to use your mouths."

I heard the scraping of chairs and the rustling of clothing, and the next moment I was looking up at a ring of eight expectant faces gathered around the trolley all dressed in crisp white overalls.

I looked up and saw JC smiling down at me. "Okay, gentlemen, you may begin at your leisure."

Suddenly the whole group descended on me, licking and sucking at the fruit. With the eight of them working together, the fruit was soon devoured and the cream spread in a gooey mess over my naked body. But that did not stop them taking turns to suck on my breasts, nipping my nipples with their teeth, and I groaned as one after another they probed deep into my pussy with their tongues to retrieve the last remnants of the fruit Anton had so intimately concealed.

At last JC called them off and helped me to sit up on the table. All around me they applauded and thanked me. I looked down at my cream smeared body. I must have looked a bit of a mess.

JC called for the waiters, and I was wheeled back into the small room where Gill was waiting. He helped me down off the table. He wrapped a towel around me and held me to him. "That was quite unbelievable," he said, kissing me tenderly. "They certainly enjoyed you,"

I grinned. "It was quite enjoyable from my point of view as well."

Just then JC.came in. He smiled at me. "You did great, Laura. They thought you were wonderful and that you tasted wonderful."

He looked at Gill. "Did you see alright?"

Gill grinned and nodded. "Sure. I had a great view, but I would have liked to have joined in."

JC smiled. "I might be able to arrange that," he said. "That's why I'm here."

Gill looked at him puzzled. "Arrange it how?"

"Well, when I was over at your house last week you know what happened."

Gill nodded. "Yes, I allowed you to fuck Laura."

"While you watched."

Gill nodded. "Yes, so what? You enjoyed it, didn't you?"

JC grinned. "I sure did; it was great, but now someone else wants to see Laura get fucked."

It was my turn to look at JC in surprise. "Who is that?"

"My fellow board members, and they're willing to pay for the privilege."

I looked at JC. "You can't be serious?"

He nodded. "I sure am. That's why I'm here. I said I would put it to you." He looked at Gill. "How about it? They're willing to put £100 into a pot, and if you say yes, I'll top it up to a grand, so between you, that's £1500 for a nights work. I guess you would need to work a month for that."

I felt my whole body begin to tremble. I couldn't believe what we were being offered, but would Gill do it? We could certainly use the money. It would pay for a holiday, and all we had to do was to let a bunch of perves watch us do what we had been doing at least three times every day.

I reached out and gripped Gill's hand. He looked at me. "Are you up for it, babe?"

I shrugged. "Why the hell not? I've nothing left to hide from them, and after what they did to me, I'm ready for a good screwing."

He looked at JC. "Okay, you're on. Go tell them to get their cash out."

JC smiled and gripped Gill's arm. "I'll not forget this, Gill. It will put me in good stead with the rest of the directors." He looked at me. "You can use the director's bathroom to get cleaned up. Then get dressed and I'll come through and get you when we are ready."

As I stood in the shower washing the sticky cream and gooey mess off my body, I couldn't believe what we had just agreed to do: to have sex in front of seven total strangers. Things had certainly got out of hand since that Christmas party four weeks ago. But it was certainly exciting.

After drying myself on the large fluffy towels, I dressed in the clothes I had come in, and after replacing my make up and doing my hair, I went to find Gill. He was still in the small room where Anton had decorated me. He was drinking what looked like a large whisky. "Are you sure you're alright about this?" I asked. "We've come a long way in a few weeks."

He shrugged. "I guess so. It's a lot different from stripping at a friend's party. I've never done it in public before. You'll have to help me." I grinned and pulled me to him "Don't worry; I know just what to do. Don't think about them; just think what we can do with their money, and concentrate on the job in hand."

He smiled and kissed me. "I guess I'll be alright once we get started."

We were interrupted by JC's return. "You two ready?" he asked.

"As ready as we'll ever be," I said with a smile.

"Everyone's in the anti room; it's more intimate there."

I nodded and took Gill's hand. "Well, let's go and put on a show for them," I said, gripping his hand tightly.

JC led the way back through the board room and into the small anti room. The seven directors looked up expectantly as we came in. The men were seated in a semicircle facing a small cleared space where a straight backed chair and a small table were positioned.

The shades on the windows were drawn, and the lights had been lowered. Two up lighters were positioned against the wall lighting up the ceiling. I could feel the nervous tension in Gill's body as we walked to the center of the small space, but I was feeling surprisingly calm. I waited until JC had taken his seat, then I wrapped my arms around Gill's neck, pulled him to me, and kissed him on the lips.

I forced my tongue into his mouth and was relieved when he began to respond to me. I pulled away and whispered, "Undress me."

His hands were trembling as he began to unfasten the buttons of my dress. Then with it unfastened down to the waist, I eased it off my shoulders and allowed it to fall to my feet. I stepped out of it and kicked it aside.

I felt him becoming a little more confident as he stroked my back and ran his hands down over my bottom gripping the firm flesh tightly. For a moment, then, his hands moved up and I felt him unclasp my bra with practiced ease.

The bra fell away and I felt my already erect nipples rub against the front of his shirt. His hands slowly moved down to my waist and he gripped the sides of my brief panties and eased them down over my hips. Once free, they fell to the floor and I was standing there naked.

I pulled him to me and kissed him hungrily. I was feeling excited about what we were about to do. Exposing ourselves naked before strangers is one thing, but actually having intercourse with eight people watching us is something else. I was a little worried about Gill, for although I was pressing my body against him, I could not feel any sign of an erection. I knew I needed to take matters into my own hands. I slowly slid down until I was kneeling in front of him. Then I unbuckled his belt and eased down the zip of his pants. Released, his pants fell to the floor, and I rubbed my hand over his cock. It was only semi hard. I pulled down his boxers and looked at his semi erect tool. I caressed the soft flesh in my hands, then held it to my lips and ran my tongue across the head. I felt his body stiffen and he groaned slightly and gripped onto my hair.

I opened my mouth and took him into me sucking and working the semi hard flesh with my lips and tongue. I was relieved when I felt him responding and enjoyed the incredible sensation of him growing and becoming harder as I worked on him. Soon, thankfully, he was fully erect, and he was joining me, thrusting himself deeper into me as I continued to suck and massage him with my lips while my hands caressed his hanging balls.

I continued my work until I could feel he was almost there. I would have enjoyed the feel and taste of his cum as it slid down my throat, but I knew what men like to see. I had watched too many porno videos and knew where they got their kicks.

As I sensed his body stiffen, I allowed him to slip out of my mouth and I gripped him with both hands just as he exploded. I directed the bursts of thick creamy fluid onto my face and chest and heard the murmurs of approval from the men watching.

I got up from the floor wiping the splashes of cum off my face and licking it greedily off my fingers. Then I ripped open the buttons of Gill's shirt and pressed my body up against him. I whispered in his ear, "Are you ready to fuck me now?"

"I can be with a little help from you," he grunted, pulling my hands down to his semi hard erection. I gripped his cock in my hand. It was wet from my ministrations. I began to rub it urgently and was rewarded as it began to harden again.

"You certainly know how to use your men," he whispered throatily.

I smiled as he gripped my arms and forced me down over the table until I was lying on my back. Then he spread my legs and lifted them, placing one over each of his shoulders. I felt the hardness of his cock rubbing against my already wet pussy lips. I adjusted myself, and with little effort, he was entering me.

By now both of us seemed oblivious to the group of men watching our performance. We were only interested in searching for our own pleasure. Gill's hands were gripping onto my breasts squeezing and pulling on my already extended nipples as he plowed into me with his long experienced strokes, his thick cock filling me to capacity. I think we both put on a good show, and when at last neither of us could hold back any longer, I cried out as an orgasm coursed through my body. I felt Gill pump more of his juices into me and almost collapse on top of me.

Somewhere out there I heard a round of applause, but I didn't care. I had had the satisfaction I needed. Well, for the moment anyway.

Surprisingly enough we did even manage to do an encore after a short break to regain our breath and have a much needed glass of wine. Gill much more confident now bent me over the chair and took me doggy style.

From being a solo performer, Laura and Gill have now become a double act. Look out for more of their adventures in the near future. And if you haven't already done so, please add me to your favorite author list. It will be much appreciated.