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Lately we have both been having a fantasy that I'm not sure how to make reality. I'm not even sure we want to.

 

Basically the fantasy is we both go out to the same vanilla club as singles. I do the single girl thing of flirting and dancing with hubby acting as back-up from across the room. At some point during the night I choose one guy and have sex with him in the parking lot. Hubby will be close to offer protection if something goes wrong but otherwise will not be known to my partner.

 

My question is 1) Do you think it is possible to pull this off safely? 2) Since we have always insisted on same room swinging would this damage our relationship? 3) Has anyone else had this same fantasy or actually gone through with it?

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That could be dangerous I think before and if you try and follow through you better carefully plan it out. I don't think your have any trouble finding a willing male. Why don't you guys just start with the same room swinging. Keep us posted.

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Sounds like fun!

Just be sure that both of you are fully prepared to handle this in the reality of it. To me, it sounds very exciting and appealing. If you go through with it, set up a code, perhaps a had signal or something, to let your husband know if you need help.

 

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I just mentioned this to my boyfriend and he mentioned that this probably won't work...at least not as written above. Most guys wont want to have sex in the parking lot. Also, you need to consider that if you are having sex in a place where your husband can see you, then others will also be able to see you.

 

I'm not saying that it won't work, but that you need to seriously consider some "what-ifs" before going through with it.

 

~SS

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I think it could be rather easy to turn to reality. If it we were going to try this my primary concern after the immediate security risks would be that "Joe Blow" would have to get the picture that this is a one time, no strings attached, you dont need to know my (real) name (if at all), type of fun.

 

You will undoubtedly will have a hot hot time and make this guy's week !!! However if "Joe" has some hidden stalker qualities make sure to take every last precaution so you can disappear for good

 

As to the stability of your relationship, maybe try a seperate room encounter just to try the emotions on for size.

 

Other than that..........Happy clubbing :D

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Sounds like a fun fantasy, and if you both have this fantasy there should be no reason it would harm your relationship. Your hubby will still be close by watching, much the same as same room swinging, so it could be really fun for both of you.

 

Could you pull it off? I don't see how you couldn't. Picking-up a horny single guy in a bar is like shooting fish in a barrell. The gig will be picking the right one and then not getting caught by someone in the parking lot. :eek:

 

Good luck, let us know if it works!

 

Mr. WS

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Try not to get arrested (sex is not legal in a public place) as cops will often be stalking outside a bar parking lot hoping to catach DUI's. Also a few of these stories make the internet news, or at least the local paper so hope its not a slow news day if you are caught. Fark.com had one of these the other day with a picture of the couple.

 

Just some warnings.

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MrsVan and I have talked about something very similar and we are currently planning it with another couple.

 

Ours goes something like this:

 

The two ladies goto a vanilla bar and flirt etc with the guys. They both agree on a single guy and will take him back to the house or hotel where myself and the other husband will be waiting. We will be at the bar the entire time and if they feel something is wrong they will signal for us and we will come over.

 

Once back to the house, the ladies will give the single guy an awesome 3some while we watch. Then once they are done, we can all have some pretty hot sex!

 

So, can you do it, I think so, but it will require some planning and as others have said. I would be very careful.

 

Let us know if you are able to pull this off.

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My question is 1) Do you think it is possible to pull this off safely? 2) Since we have always insisted on same room swinging would this damage our relationship? 3) Has anyone else had this same fantasy or actually gone through with it?

 

1) Why not? Before I found swinging this was what happened if you wanted a one night stand. Course more often then not we found a room but the parking lot worked just as well on warm nights. There is no reason to think the guy you pick up at the swingers bar is going to be any safer than at a Vanilla bar, there are creeps all over. Just take precautions.

 

2) Can't damage it if you have truly discussed it and agreed this is what you want to try.

 

3) Haven't done it as a swinger but know many who do and love it... ;)

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Thanks for the responses. We had a great time last night discussing this scenario J. Some of the changes we made are:

 

1) It would have to be far from home to reduce the chance of ever being seen again.

 

2) When I decided on the right guy I would call hubby on his cell and leave the speaker phone option on. He would be able to listen with an ear bud and come to my rescue if needed.

 

3) Middle of the week seems better than a weekend. Hit a bar on ladies night as a business woman away from home. Use a fake name and pick a city far away to cut down on the chance of him trying to find me again. Take the dome light out of my SUV and use the back. The windows are very dark and if I parked in the right place no one would be able to see in without getting right up against the glass.

 

Anything else we are missing?

 

I'm a little nervous about this. We have picked up single guys in vanilla bars for MFM before but that was always with hubby right there to encourage me and make me feel safe. I haven't got out looking for a one night stand in about 15 years. This is exciting but scary. I'll let you know how it goes.

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stash that I.D. and park so your license plate isn't the first thing you see as you leave the bar for the SUV. Other than that, sounds like you have it covered............

 

 

oh yeah, one last thing don't forget your post here :cool:

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So the back windows on the SUV are dark and your hubby is going to be somewhere relatively out of "sight" listening on a cell phone.

 

So if Stephen King wrote the rest of the story, what would it be? The guy you pick up is a very good psychopath who can get you very quiet real fast in that back seat. With a hand over your mouth, who hears you scream? And if hubby is still in the bar listening in on the cell phone (by the way, are you sure that Verizon or Cingular or whoever really won't drop the call when you need your husband the most?), he'll really be able to hear a muffled sound in the SUV especially when his attention might be mildly distracted by that young hottie dancing in front of him.

 

Don't think I'm trying to talk you out of this since it's a great fantasy and one I'd love my wife to go through, but I always envisioned that I'd be no more than roughly a twenty pace distance away or in a closet or downstairs (in other words, pretty damn close so nothing would really happen that we didn't approve of which so far doesn't sound like your scenario). So if you haven't thought about some of these things, then maybe you should before you attempt to go through with it.

 

Personally, I'd also want to have the guy's identity recorded from his driver's license and other supporting documents because I also wouldn't want Mr. STD to be left out of the picture and if something happened to be able to find him again to make sure he's taken care of one way or another.

 

Best of luck with it!

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Back when my girl used to enjoy flirting with single guys in my presence, and picking them up sometimes, the thing that I used to love about it was how they would act like they had just won the lottery. I always thought it was really hot to see how gleeful they would get about the unexpected sex.

 

Now that we limit our games to experienced swingers, it just isn't the same. Experienced swinger guys who screw two or three hot girls every weekend don't treat her like there's anything special or exciting going on. She's just next in a long line and the situation isn't shockingly exciting for anybody because everybody does it all the time.

 

I just mention that as a way of saying that I thought that your fantasy was really hot.

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xxoticangel said:
My question is 1) Do you think it is possible to pull this off safely? 2) Since we have always insisted on same room swinging would this damage our relationship? 3) Has anyone else had this same fantasy or actually gone through with it?

 

Interesting post. We have a fantasy (since I have had to travel for work) that while I am out of town I go to the hotel bar and pick up a guy. We've run the scenerio several different ways ... I call Spoo and leave the cell phone near the bed so he can listen or call after and tell him about it.

 

Here's the thing though...to answer your questions:

 

1. Can ours or yours be pulled off safely??? Maybe - Maybe not. We determined in our case that no it can't be. Spoo is home and I am out of town. I could pick up some psychopath and the maid would find me dead the next morning :sad: Now since other than work Spoo and I do travel together we have considered the possibility of picking up a guy in the hotel bar together and telling him Spoo will sit and watch. Sort of a compromise to the original fantasy.

 

2. We have always been same room only too. This was another big reason we decided not to play out the fantasy. Yes there can be jealousy in the lifestyle if you put yourself out of your comfort zone as a couple. Plus, the fact that I just don't enjoy playing alone. I like to either be able to see Spoo with another woman enjoying himself or knowing he is enjoying watching me with a single or better yet giving me the pleasure of two men. :D

 

3. Similar fantasy as I explained but we have decided that some fantasies, even though we are in the lifestyle and able to fulfill most of them, have to remain just that...fantasies.

 

Our marriage and my safety are much more important to us than any fantasy that I won't regret not having when I am old as much as I'd regret a lost marriage or worse my life.

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Okay, for those of you who know me...you know I am paranoid....very paranoid.

 

I wouldn't be able to pull this one off - I would be sure that the guy was a serial killer (and if he wasn't I would probably kill the mood pretty quick looking for knives, ropes and other weaponry while we are trying to get it on).

 

Nothing wrong with fantasy, or even living them out. Just be as safe as you can.

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Or how about this ... Turns out the guy is not single and you get named in a divorce suit.

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As if this doesn't happen behind most every bar on any given Friday or Saturday night !!! Be safe!! Have fun!! Sounds like some lucky single man is gonna have a story to tell his buddys!!!

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What IF?

Sounds fun but what if you go to his car and instead of fucking in the parking lot he drives off with you to find a quieter place? Tim said that would be his first reaction get the girl into his car then divert to a safer place. Then have fun with her (On the basis that she is totally willing and does not feel abducted) : :kissface:

 

What happens if your beau feels like taking you with him and just drives off and once you are moving what does hubby do? These ideas work as fantasies but can go badly wrong if you get the wrong guy. This could end up as the fuck of your life or the fright of your life, is it worth it? :sad:

 

Confucious say; "Standing penis has no conscience" Bear that in mind :eek:

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Some really great suggestions and very valid safety issues. The great thing about fantasies is they can change/evolve without consequences. Last night's version was to get a room in a business hotel then hit either the hotel bar or one within walking distance dressed in a business suit in the early evening. Once I had selected my prey I would signal hubby and he would leave and hide in the room (probably the closet). This way he could hear and possibly see everything that was happening. In the light of day and two cups of coffee later this actually sounds less safe than a quickie in the back of my SUV. Hotels require ID to get a room making it easier for someone to track us down for what ever reason.

 

Oh well. This isn't something that will happen right away. We have a trip planned for the end of July so maybe then. As hot as these discussions have made us I can see us doing it at some point but we definately have more details to work out before we try. I'll keep everyone updated as our plans progress.

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...but we definately have more details to work out before we try. I'll keep everyone updated as our plans progress.

 

Makes me much happier realizing you'll come up with a safer plan.

 

The hotel idea IS better and hotel staff can't give your registration information out. If they're caught, you own the hotel (so to speak).

 

Just remember, the devil's in the detail.

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xxoticangel said:
Once I had selected my prey I would signal hubby and he would leave and hide in the room (probably the closet). This way he could hear and possibly see everything that was happening.

 

My wife and I have some friends who did this for real. He thinks that it was absolutely the hottest thing that he has ever done sexually. They are very experienced swingers, kind of the desensitized types. To hear him tell the story you would think that he was about to ejaculate just describing the memory.

 

With them it was a distant colleague of some kind from work. I never found out exactly, but it was a guy who ran into the wife during the day at work and flirted with her. She's a powerful professional in a suit by day. She let him know that she was married and that didn't stop him. He was persistent and aggressive and she was into him. She mentioned it to her husband and he convinced her to let the guy have her, thinking that she was cheating. She didn't seem worried about repercussions and I think that's just because she's such a strong woman that she probably just told him "Look, just once, deal with it" and that was it.

 

So he hid in the closet at home and she brought the guy home during the day on a work week so that the guy thought that he was being all slick about the cheating. Husband absolutely loved it. He said it was "like a porn scene but totally real" and he loved hearing her play along with the guy thinking that she was cheating. Loved it, absolutely loved it. I mean, the guy will not shut up about it. This guy has lived every fantasy that you could possibly imagine, three times each at least, and he will not shut up about that one time when he hid in the closet and watched. He said the hardest part was not touching himself or making any noise the whole time that it went down because he was so hot over it. He thought he was going to get off anyway without touching himself.

 

The guy never found out.

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My wife and I have done this a couple of times, we usually get a rental SUV. She drives the rental and I drive our SUV. We park with in 1-2 car spaces between and when she picks her 'date', she signals by excusing herself to the ladies room, where she 'drops' her napkin at my feet on the way. While she is in the ladies room, I will finish up my drink and go to my car (which has very tinted windows) and position my self to watch. When she gets to the rental, I am able to observe them and the surroundings, this makes the evening a little more fun, since I am close enough to still watch. :kissface::kissface: Something we also do is do this routine three to five times in a single night....I love the feel of a 'used' woman ;)

 

I agree with the idea of an out of town bar, we usually go about 30-50 miles from home. We also get a hotel near the bar scene so we can have our fun as soon as we can. We will have to do the ladies night, we usually go on the weekends, when it is more of a sausage fest. Good luck and happy hunting....

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This goes on all over the world! and it's mostly done without the women having any protection near!! Main thing is stay safe and that hubby is near to assist if needed,I wish i knew were you were going, ;) I would offer my service´s anytime ;)

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Think we're going to try it this weekend. We are going away for a weekend in a cabin but will be staying in a hotel tomorrow night. If we can locate an appropriate bar we are going to give it a shot. I'll let you know how things work out.

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Nice fantasy.

 

I for one would be very interested to hear how it went....ummm, and all the details :)

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I am rather curious as well. Are any updates available if you did or did not succeed in living your fantasy this weekend?

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      After letting my ass adjust to E’s cock, he started thrusting into me, very slow and methodically at first. He then started fucking me like his life depended on it.  It didn't take long until my most powerful orgasm yet overtook me. I let out a groan-scream as my ass pulsed around his cock.
       
      E and J kept fucking me through my orgasm, gradually picking up the pace. Then the let out a groan and came inside ass and cunt. My holes were now filled with cum. 
       
      It was the best Saturday of my life.  Counting the masseur, I took two loads in my mouth, two in my cunt, and one in my ass.  After E left, J and I cuddled and drifted off to sleep.  I had the sweetest of dreams.
    • By Lionheart72
      The following is a work of fiction, the product of my own pervy imagination. Enjoy.
       
      "I'm just saying," Dan said quietly, "conference sex is a thing."
       
      "Geez, honey," Jenn rolled her eyes. "It's a work conference, not one of your pervy fantasies."
       
      The airport crowds flowed around the young couple, people drifting in and out of shops and food stands or making their way to the security lines that stood between them and their flights.
       
      "Why can't it be both?" Dan grinned.
       
      "Perv," Jenn growled, but the twinkle in her eye betrayed her amusement.
       
      "All I'm saying is..." Dan started.
       
      "... that if some guy tries to pick me up at the hotel bar, you're ok with me *fucking* him," Jenn whispered hotly.
       
      "Well..." Dan flushed.
       
      "You're a perv," Jenn replied with an amused grin. "Have fun with the house to yourself. Try not to spend the whole time I'm gone jerking off to porn."
       
      "No promises," Dan grinned back.
       
      <<<>>>
       
      Lounging on the couch, Dan let the late night TV wash over him. He smiled when his phone rang.
       
      "Hi, honey. How's the conference?" he said as he answered it.
       
      "Boring seminars, pushy vendors, the usual," Jenn replied.
       
      "Having fun?" Dan chuckled.
       
      "Oh yeah," Jenn's sarcasm practically dripped through the phone. "I just love it. What are you up to?"
       
      "Oh, you know... wild party, drinking, smoking pot, a bunch of naked coeds in the hot-tub begging to suck me off." Dan stretched out on the couch.
       
      "You're bored and watching late-night TV, aren't you?" Jenn laughed.
       
      "How did you know?" Dan asked.
       
      "We don't have a hot-tub," Jenn pointed out.
       
      "Fair point," Dan conceded. "What are you up to?"
       
      "Well..." Jenn hesitated teasingly.
       
      "What are you doing?" Dan perked up.
       
      "I thought I'd go down to the hotel bar," Jenn replied.
       
      "Looking for a guy?" Dan teased.
       
      "Perv," Jenn laughed. "I'm meeting some friends for drinks... but..."
       
      "But what?" Dan sat up slowly.
       
      "Remember that little black dress you liked?" Jenn replied.
       
      "Yes?"
       
      There was a long pause, and Dan's phone chimed to announce an incoming picture. Glancing down he saw Jenn, standing in what was clearly a hotel hallway, reflected in a mirror. Her dark hair hung loose around her pretty face and brushed her shoulders, bare except for the spaghetti straps of the little black dress. It clung to her curves, emphasizing her fair skin, the swell of her breasts, her tight belly. The hemline lay just low enough to avoid being totally slutty but high enough to suggest wicked thoughts. Dan's breath caught in his throat. His sudden hard-on was almost painful.
       
      "Wow," he breathed.
       
      "I thought you'd get a kick out of that," Jenn's voice teased through the phone.
       
      "Are you wearing panties?" Dan wondered aloud.
       
      "Yes," Jenn laughed, adding, "perv."
       
      "Take 'em off," Dan said.
       
      "No," Jenn gasped, plainly shocked.
       
      "Take your panties off," Dan insisted.
       
      "No," Jenn replied breathlessly. "You know how short this dress is."
       
      "Off. Right now."
       
      "Right... Dan, I'm in a hallway. I can't." Jenn laughed shakily.
       
      Dan said nothing, waiting. There was silence on the other end of the line. After a long pause, his phone chimed again.
       
      Jenn stood, reflected against the mirrored doors of a hotel elevator, a tangle of thin, black fabric gripped in one hand. Her dress was hiked up just high enough to offer a teasing peek at her neatly trimmed pussy.
       
      "Beautiful," Dan breathed.
       
      "I'll call you later." Jenn's voice was husky. "Perv."
       
      <<<>>>
       
      "Damn time zones," Dan muttered to himself.
       
      It was either terribly late or hideously early. He'd fallen asleep on the couch to the drone of the television, alternately watching old movies on Netflix and entertaining himself with fantasies of what Jenn, panty-less in her slinky black dress, might be getting up to.
       
      The last thing she'd said was that she would call later.
       
      Rubbing bleary eyes, Dan glanced at his phone.
       
      There were several messages from Jenn.
       
      The first was another picture that made him instantly, painfully, hard again. The picture, shot up below the hem of her little black dress, showed Jen's naked pussy, wet and puffy, between her two long fair legs. She must have been sitting on a barstool, her legs parted, holding her phone down by her knees.
       
      JENN: Like what U C perv?
       
      JENN: U up? Haha
       
      JENN: Guy got me a drink.
       
      JENN: OMG I think he saw me take that pic!
       
      The last message was another picture, this one of Jenn sitting on a barstool, smiling, a drink in one hand while her other hand pulled her top down just far enough to flash a bare, hard nipple at the camera. Her legs were again spread, flashing her pussy too.
       
      It took a moment for the significance of the picture to register in Dan's mind. She had a drink in one hand and was flashing a tit with the other. Someone else was holding the camera. Someone who had seen her take that upskirt pic. Someone who had bought her a drink. Someone who had snapped a pic of Jenn flashing her tit and pussy in a hotel bar.
       
      The last picture had been received more than an hour ago.
       
      Dan felt a strange twist in his stomach, nerves and maybe jealousy. At the same time, his dick was achingly hard.
       
      His hands shook as he started to type out: Who took that? His finger hovered over the send button, then slowly he deleted the message, typed a new one and sent it.
       
      DAN: Hot pic.
       
      He stared at his phone, waiting. After an eternity, a minute passed. Then another.
       
      DAN: U naughty tease
       
      Another endless minute passed.
       
      DAN: Fell asleep. U have fun flashing the bar?
       
      After another minute, Dan realized that, despite the time zone difference, it must be late there too. Jenn was probably back in her room by now, probably even asleep herself. There were lots of good, simple reasons why she didn't reply right away. She might not even see his messages until morning.
       
      He managed to force himself to wait almost a full four minutes before firing off another text.
       
      DAN: U still up?
       
      More minutes passed and suddenly his phone chimed.
       
      JENN: CEnt tAlk call pater
       
      DAN: U drunk lol?
       
      DAN: Jenn?
       
      DAN: U ok?
       
      DAN: JENN?!?
       
      JENN: C a 'll later
       
      JENN: nifht
       
      Dan stared at the strange texts, confused and worried. He went so far as to almost hit Jenn's number on speed dial before changing his mind. Drunk... or whatever she was... Jenn obviously would call him 'later.' Pushing her wouldn't help anything. He forced himself to put his phone down and go to bed. He needed to get some sleep. Right after he dealt with his raging boner.
       
      <<<>>>
       
      It was only thanks to work of his own that Dan managed to spend the next morning doing something other than agonizing about Jenn. Without the distraction, the simple fact of the several hour time difference probably would have driven him nuts. Instead, he actually managed to put his worries out of his mind and so didn't jump instantly every time his phone chimed.
       
      Still, when she did finally call it didn't take him long to pick up.
       
      "Hi, honey," Dan said brightly.
       
      "Hey." Jenn's voice sounded oddly subdued.
       
      "So, what do you have going on today?" He asked.
       
      "Just more seminars," Jenn replied. She was nervous, Dan realized. He felt that odd twist in his gut again.
       
      "So..." Dan hesitated.
       
      "Yeah, I..." Jenn stammered.
       
      "You got a little crazy last night?" Dan forced a smile into his voice.
       
      "Yeah," Jenn replied carefully.
       
      "Too much to drink," Dan said, offering his explanation as fact.
       
      "No," Jenn snapped.
       
      "Really, 'cause those texts looked pretty drunk," Dan insisted.
       
      "I wasn't drunk," Jenn countered angrily.
       
      "Oh, come on," Dan said. "You could hardly type."
       
      "Yeah, well it's hard to type when you're getting fucked!" Jenn shouted into her phone.
       
      Silence feel between them. Dan could hear distant chatter through the phone and wondered suddenly where Jenn was exactly. Probably walking through the hotel to her first seminar, he realized. Strangely, he found that part of his mind was wondering what the seminar was about.
       
      "I'm sorry..." Jen stammered after a long silence.
       
      "You're joking," Dan declared.
       
      "I'm..." Jenn started again.
       
      Dan hung up. His breath was coming in ragged gasps. His hands were shaking. He would have thought he was furious, but for one undeniable fact. His dick was so hard it was about to rip through his pants. He wasn't angry, he realized. He wasn't even jealous. All he felt was raw, violent, desperate lust.
       
      His phone rang again.
       
      He answered, "Getting fucked?"
       
      "You'd said..." Jenn stammered.
       
      "What were you doing?"
       
      "Those fantasies you kept telling me about..." Jenn sounded close to tears.
       
      "Shhh," Dan said soothingly. "Just tell me... when you texted me last night. That last time. Tell me why couldn't you type right."
       
      "I told you..." Jenn muttered.
       
      "No, tell me exactly what you were doing at that moment."
       
      "Getting fucked," Jenn replied.
       
      "Tell me," Dan insisted.
       
      "What do you want to hear?" Jenn replied. "Do you want me to tell you I was on my belly. That the phone was in front of me, and I was trying to type while... while he was...."
       
      "Was what?" Dan prompted.
       
      "Was inside me. Was fucking me." Jenn said, her voice growing husky. "Was pounding from behind, so hard. So hard I couldn't type properly."
       
      "He knew," Dan said. "About me."
       
      "He knew." Jenn confirmed.
       
      "You were..." Dan took a deep breath. "Fucking. When I texted, you were fucking another guy."
       
      "Yes," Jenn said soft. "I was. I was fucking another guy."
       
      "Who?" Dan asked, feeling surprisingly calm about the question.
       
      "His name's Tim," Jenn replied slowly. "He's here at the conference."
       
      "You met him in the bar," Dan said. "He's the one who took that picture."
       
      "You saw... oh, right, the picture in the bar," Jenn said. "Yes, he took that. He saw me taking the pic I sent you. The upskirt pic in the bar. I didn't know he had at first. He came over and bought me a drink. He was nice. Flirty but not pushy. Then he said he'd seen me taking it. He asked who I was taking it for."
       
      "You told him about me?" Dan felt a little shocked.
       
      "Yeah, I did," Jenn admitted. "He asked about the picture, about why I'd taken it... and I told him about...
       
      "You always go on about your pervy fantasies," Jenn continued. "About wanting me to... to fuck another guy. We talked about it at the airport. I took my panties off, right at the elevators. I didn't tell you: the doors to that elevator opened right after I took them off, a second after I sent you the picture in front of them. Two guys got off. They saw me. I know they did. They saw me standing there with my panties in my hand, my dress hiked up. They saw my pussy. They didn't say anything, but I know they saw. How could they not have?
       
      "It turned me on. Riding down in that elevator, with no panties on. Knowing those guys had seen. It turned me on so much. So, when I got to bar, when Tim finally told me he'd seen me taking a picture of my pussy, right there at the bar... I was so turned on. I told him. I told him my man had told me to take my panties off. That you wanted me to flash guys at the bar. So, he offered to take another pic for me and I flashed my boob at him... and like, half the bar. I bet so many guys saw.
       
      "I was so turned on... and Tim was nice... so, I told him. I told him your fantasy... about me fucking another guy."
       
      "... and he decided to be that guy," Dan concluded.
       
      "No," Jenn snapped. "I decided. You kept talking about your fantasy, and it became my fantasy. Tim was nice and he was flirty but even after I told... after I told him about the fantasy, he didn't push. He hinted a lot, but he didn't assume or insist. So, I decided. I invited back to my room."
       
      "... and fucked him," Dan said.
       
      "Yes," Jenn answered confidently, "I did. I fucked him. I stripped for him and I sucked his cock. He has a really nice cock, Dan... almost as nice as yours. He played with my tits and he ate my pussy and then... then he entered me and it felt so good. Oh god, Dan, it felt nasty and wicked and so very good. He fucked me and fucked me."
       
      "He was fucking you when I texted," Dan repeated.
       
      "He heard my phone. He stopped, to check it," Jenn replied. "When he saw it was you... he just flipped me over, face down, and pushed back inside me. He told me I should answer. It really turned him on. He just went wild. I think he wanted me to call you, but I texted instead."
       
      There was another silence.
       
      "It's really hard to type," Jenn added lamely. "When someone is fucking you that hard."
       
      Dan laughed. Suddenly, unexpected, he just started laughing. He couldn't help it. He just laughed and laughed. Slowly, Jenn started laughing too, until finally the two of them were just laughing uncontrollably over the phone. All the tension between them bled away. Almost all. The knot in Dan's stomach, at least, was gone. His raging hard-on, he thought, was in danger of doing him serious injury.
       
      "Are you... ok?" Jenn said as the laughter finally faded.
       
      "Are you wearing panties?" Dan asked.
       
      "What?!" Jenn replied, shocked. "Yes!"
       
      "Well, take them off," Dan demanded. "Right now, take 'em off. Sluts like you don't wear panties."
      "Dan!" Jenn exclaimed, shocked by his use of the word 'slut.'
       
      "What, I'm a perv for wanting this," Dan said firmly. "You're a slut for doing it. In fact, I think no more underwear for you for the rest of the conference. No bra, no panties. Nothing."
       
      There was a long pause, then Jenn replied, "Ok."
       
      "So," Dan said. "Take 'em off."
       
      "Dan," Jenn hissed, "I can't... not right this second. I'm in the hotel lobby."
       
      "So, everyone in the lobby heard you yell about getting fucked," Dan replied.
       
      "God." Jenn's embarrassment was plain. "I know, but I'm not taking off my panties for them."
       
      She paused, "Wait a second."
       
      Dan could almost hear her moving across the lobby.
       
      "Where are you?" Jenn asked.
       
      "At home, in my office," Dan replied. "Where are you going?"
       
      "Ladies' room, dummy," Jenn replied.
       
      "Men's," Dan said firmly.
       
      "I can't," Jenn whispered, shocked.
       
      "Do it," Dan insisted.
       
      "Shit, shit, shit," Jenn hissed into her phone. "Ok, perv, I'm in the Men's but I'm going into a stall... and it's empty so no one has seen me."
       
      "Yet, slut," Dan chuckled.
       
      Dan heard her muttering and shifting for a moment.
       
      "OK," Jenn said when she was done. "They're off."
       
      "Panties and bra?" Dan asked firmly.
       
      "Yes, you perv," Jenn replied hotly. "but you're out of luck because this skirt is a professional length."
       
      "I bet your blouse looks nice too," Dan grinned.
       
      "Shit," Jenn snapped.
       
      "How wet are you?" Dan asked.
       
      "Perv," Jenn shot back.
       
      "Tell me," he insisted.
       
      "Oh god, I'm soaked, OK," Jenn replied. "I'm completely horny and you're probably lucky there's no one else in here."
       
      She paused a moment before asking, "How hard are you?"
       
      "I'm so hard, honey," Dan replied. "I can't believe how hard all this has made me."
       
      "I can," Jenn actually giggled, then groaned.
       
      "Are you touching yourself?" Dan asked, a little shocked.
       
      "That's what you want, isn't it?" Jenn purred into the phone. "I'm here, in the Men's restroom, with my skirt hiked up around my thighs, touching my dripping pussy. It feels good, Dan. It feel nasty and dirty and so good."
       
      "Just like last night," Dan prompted, reaching into his own pants.
       
      "Oh yes," Jenn moaned. "When he touched me, I just shivered. I knew it was what we'd talked about, but doing it... I felt like such a bad girl and that just made it better. Oh, Dan, when he put his cock in me, it was so... ahh... so good."
       
      "You dirty slut," Dan groaned.
       
      "Tell me you're stroking it," Jenn growled. "Tell me you're holding that beautiful hard cock."
       
      "I am," Dan replied.
       
      "Say it," Jenn demanded.
       
      "I'm stroking my hard... uhh... hard... cock," Dan groaned.
       
      "You're thinking about him fucking me, aren't you," Jenn panted. "About him inside me. His big cock... ahhh... so big... in my pussy. My wet little pussy, all stretched out around his... uhhh... big cock... as he fucked... fucked... oh god... fucked me."
       
      "Oh shit," Dan moaned. "Oh honey..."
       
      "That's it, Dan," Jenn panted, "cum for me. Cum... ahhh... cum with me."
       
      "Shit!" Dan roared, his body spasming.
       
      "Oh God!" Jenn shrieked into her phone.
       
      For a time, the both sat panting through the phone at each other.
       
      "I can't believe," Jenn gasped out, "that I just rubbed one out in a Men's hotel restroom."
       
      "Slut," Dan teased. "Call me after your seminars are done."
       
      "Perv," Jenn replied.
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