Now!! Ch. 03

But the thong and bra weren't the only transparent items. The dress was so light and wispy there was no way it would totally conceal the black lingerie. It was meant to go over a swimsuit.

She walked outside to protest but was cut short. Glenn was examining an extremely expensive pair of slacks and polo shirt. He looked at her and shrugged.

"He insists we wear it tonight, that Sue would certainly be expecting a "report." With that he shrugged his shoulders again.

Ros resolved herself to the situation, having it in mind to stay hidden until their meal was delivered. That was not to be. Her face flushed when she was reminded that it wasn't just being delivered...it was being served.

Dinner was for seven o'clock. Ros could sense that for some reason both Glenn and David were expecting her to wait until the final moment to make an appearance from out of the bedroom. As if he was conspiring with David, Glenn was very secretive, dressing in the spare bedroom instead of in front of her. Roslyn's nerves were so on edge her expectations drifted back and forth from erotic anticipation to dread.

She decided a long hot bath would take off the edge. It would have, she found, if it were not for the tingling expectations of the hours to come. Instead, the overall effect was so that her fingers couldn't help but creep, first stroking her soapy breasts then sliding down between her legs, spreading her cleft slightly before her fingertips touched her clit. It felt as if she could feel it swelling as she rubbed it lightly at first, then more firmly.

It wasn't a long tease. Almost instantly her climax slammed into her belly and she bit her lip. Her fingers shoved into her and she thought she could feel the come as it poured out. After that, exhaustion made her immobile.

It took a while but she was able to extract herself from the tub, weak as she was. After carefully brushing her teeth and swishing mouthwash, she finished with her hair and put on a coat of lip-gloss before rubbing on some strawberry milk lotion instead of perfume.

She looked at the outfit she had received. It was sexy and beautiful but she was beginning to wonder who really selected it. She decided that rather than it being for her it was that conniving Sue's way to give the two men a "going away" gift. She smiled and acknowledged her friend.

For all the mental protesting she had originally done, as she put it on it actually made her feel very sexy. She took a few seconds to admire the package she saw in front of the mirror. Turning and twisting, she decided that it wasn't so bad for a twenty-eight year old mother of two.

"Not bad, Sue. Not bad!"

Almost with every motion, the short dress exposed abundant glimpses of thigh and the darkness of the lingerie stood out through the thin cloth as if she were naked. As she smoothed the cloth over her body her fingers were drifting back under them. She had to make myself go on out. Otherwise she guessed she would have stayed there in front of the glass, her fingers and the scene reflecting back to her already causing her eyelids to flutter.

She was brought back to schedule with a gentle knock on the door.

"She's here with dinner."

So, with one last look at her new self, Ros walked out into the living room. She could see into the dining room where the table had been carefully and elegantly set.

Both men were neatly dressed in slacks and nice shirts, looking very handsome and very ready for the evening.

While Glenn's mouth just sort of fell open, David's didn't. Instead he pursed his lips and let out a long, very appreciative whistle.

"My god, Roslyn. You look wonderful!"

His words, the look on his face, Glenn's silence. It was too much for a woman who had been through the day she had experienced.

The jolt that went through her was not electric, not a tingle. It was a throb that almost buckled her knees.

Relief came quickly as the catering lady announced that dinner was being served. Since part of the meal package was table service, Glenn quickly whisked her to the table and seated her before the lady came in. Ros knew that he was reacting quickly because of the way she was dressed. At least she would have some cover from the lady's eyes.

It did to some extent, but you couldn't help but see the appreciative glances the lady was giving Ros as she worked. After all, when she had sat down the cover came up high on her legs, exposing the pale skin well above the knees. The split on the side of the dress invited a view to her hip.

When it became obvious that the lady was more turned on than distracted by her appearance, Ros could see Glenn and David steal a glance at each other. After that, they did everything they could to detain her. Ros kept her legs closed shut and never stood up but she knew that throughout the meal the lady got an eye full before she reluctantly departed with an oversized tip.

Roslyn got the distinct impression the lady would have stayed if there had been even the slightest invitation. After all, there were two attractive men and only one woman at the gathering, and even to a casual observer it promised to be an interesting evening.

And it was. The caterer had lived up to all their advertising, elegantly serving the food hot and fresh and very tasty. The three of them had laughed and carried on as if they were in the middle of a noisy pizza parlor somewhere, not the sensual environment they actually shared.

By the end of the meal, though, all their thoughts were slowly turning back to their erotic situation. They had been sitting some distance from each other but with the sensations still lingering from her earlier self manipulations and the effects of the wine, Ros could swear she could smell sex oozing from them and she knew for a fact that her little thong were soaking wet.

David suggested they go outside and watch the sunset. Full of surprises, he produced three very expensive cigars and announced that nothing was too good for "old friends."

Ros laughed gleefully at the invitation.

"I swear, David. If this makes me sick and I throw up on my new clothes I'm gonna have your balls!"

Even Glenn was pleasantly taken aback with her off color remark. If nothing else, Ros was relaxed.

Glenn glanced around.

"How perfect," he wryly thought. "This would have been ideal."

He had no idea that David was thinking the same thing.

As for Ros, she was slipping deeper and deeper into a sexual erotic haze. Her attire, the attention both men and the lady in their presence had given her, the wine and the surprisingly relaxing cigar...she was steadily allowing the moment to overcome her. Knowing nothing would happen, she allowed her senses to flow freely.

Roslyn Faber was soaking wet and getting even more drenched by the minute. Tiny, tiny undetectable contractions of her ass just fed the flames.

It were if the three of them were all together yet each in their own erotic world, waiting for something to happen.

Sometimes the world can be magical. At others it requires intervention.

As they sat on the porch watching the dwindling sunset the phone rung. Glenn went inside to pick it up.

"Hello."

"It's right in front of you! Are you man enough to make it happen?"

Glenn stood there with the phone in his ear listening to the sound of a phone that had been hung up. He couldn't miss whose voice it was.

Sue!!

Glenn was puzzled.

Then astonished.

Incredible! Absolutely incredible!! Having the chance to know her a little better over the years he had become to feel that, in some way, she had been an instigator in the 1982 affair. Now she was doing it again! He couldn't believe it. She was one smart, conniving bitch!

He loved her!!

Glenn began to speak into the dead phone, his voice a little louder than needed to be.

"You got to be kidding me, mate. You've got to be fucking kidding me!!"

Then he was silent for a while before continuing with the nonexistent conversation.

He held his breath. Here goes nothing!

Glenn walked outside and looked seriously at the two. He shook his head and conjured up his most furious, perturbed look.

"What's going on?" Ros and David saw his look and knew it wasn't good.

"You're not going to believe this. Robert is suppose to be on standby but is at the hospital emergency room with his daughter. I've got to go in for a while. It'll take a couple of hours."

The other two were genuinely sorry. Each offered to ride in with him, as the trip would take longer than the actual service required.

"Oh, no way, no way." He raised his palms to them.

"You two are going to sit right here and enjoy the evening. I'll be back as soon as I can."

And with that a shaking Glenn walked out and got into his car, his heart pounding with excitement. He had been excited many times over the past five years but the last time he was like this was on that moonlit night in 1982. He only hoped they hadn't noticed his shaking hands.

They didn't.

David could barely control his anticipation.

Roslyn Faber was suddenly overflowing with anxiety.

"Oh, my God!" What has happened here?

Roslyn sensed the forbidden predicament she was in. David sensed the blessed opportunity and had no intention of losing the moment.

"Hey, lets take a little stroll down on the beach. It should be full of people right now." It was his way of trying to soothe the awkward intimacy of the moment.

Ros quickly agreed to David's suggestion. Anything would be better than the tension she felt right then.

David was right. There were a number of people on the beach, enjoying the very last of the twilight before the inevitable little chill would set in.

Ros watched David stop to play with a couple of small boys for a couple of minutes before they walked on. He seemed very comfortable in that role.

"How come you two don't have children, David? You seem to feel easy going around them."

David laughed softly. If she only knew their real lifestyle. Especially Sue.

"I'm afraid children and our lifestyle wouldn't be a match right now, Roslyn. Later. Maybe later."

Roslyn heard a little wistfulness there and felt sorry for him. She had no idea of the couple's sexually saturated life and her mood at the time was to feel remorse for him.

David detected it and smiled to himself.

"A-a-h-h-h, yes." It never hurts to create a little bit of an "I feel bad for you" situation when going for the kill. Every little thing helps.

Although he had been presented a more favorable situation than at any other time, there was still no use in wasting time. On the sandy trail back to the cottage David slipped his arm around Roslyn's shoulders and declared that the chill was starting. That he let his hand drop so that his fingertips could lightly dance on her right breast was not lost on Ros.

Glenn, either, for that matter. Staying well away, he had parked his car just over the horizon and had carefully stalked the two ever since they had left the cottage. He had no intention of missing a thing. Having to keep his distance before, it was dark enough now that he was gaining confidence and carefully and quietly trailed close behind them.

They reached the cottage and David poured what was left of the wine.

He sat on the small couch and motioned Ros to sit by him. Alarms went off but she was a little past the warning stage.

Small talk was the best they could do. In ten minutes their glasses were as empty as their conversation. It took only minutes for David to slip his arm around her shoulders again.

He started to gently massage the side of her breast, taking little caution to hide it from her. She uttered a little "uh-uh" under her breath to him and crossed her arms in self- protection. That didn't stop him from sweeping his fingertips across her nipples and an eager Glenn from taking it all in. Glenn had taken up a position just outside the open window and may as well have been sitting in the room with them.

David stopped suddenly and laughed softly.

"You still have your shoes on." It was sort of a flat statement. He had taken his off before entering the cottage. Surely hers were covered in sand.

He was right. They were still on. As Ros started to bend forward to take them off, he held her back.

"Let me take them off for you." Without waiting for an answer he slipped off the couch.

Being slow and careful about it, David took her right foot in his hands. It was crossed over her left leg at the time so he gently lifted and moved it over during the process. Of course, he lifted it much higher and slower than was needed.

Ros's face turned red. His face was down in front of her, her foot lifted and her legs spread as he obviously looked up at her crotch. That thought didn't translate to any action and she sat still.

David glanced at her face, then again up her open crotch. As she well knew, he was looking straight up into a wet crevice scantily covered by that little black thong.

To Glenn, the look that passed between them was unmistakable. It was if Roslyn was mentally nodding in approval. It wasn't so much what she said...it was what she didn't say!

David took forever removing her shoes, teasing her feet as he did. When he was through he surprised both Ros and Glenn when he just sort of settled in at the other end of the couch and returned to their aimless prattle. His hands never left her feet, though. He gently swung them over into his lap and started giving them a long, slow soft massage that shot straight up her legs.

Glenn waited and watched. In the darkness and in his hidden position there was little possibility of being seen by others. Already hard, he wasn't about to miss anything. His biggest fear was coming too soon so he carefully avoided touching himself in the slightest.

David's touches slowly moved up, abandoning Roslyn's feet to slowly include her calves. Rather than Ros being apprehensive it appeared to Glenn she actually anticipated it.

David was taking his time. For the first time and probably the last he was not being rushed with Roslyn.

Leaning over, he replaced his wandering fingers with his mouth. He had other plans for his hands.

Ros had been lax about his wandering fingers but she jumped at the touch of his lips on her legs.

"David!"

She didn't say "David"...what. Not "stop". Not "no". Not anything. Just "David."

He didn't miss it. Glenn didn't miss it.

Reaching up and around, the two buttons on the left side of her little thin cover was nimbly released. It's not that the deft, slow action that released the binds of her dress occurred entirely without her notice but Ros was instead concentrating on David's mouth and where it was going. At the moment his kisses were making small circles around her knees.

How could her knees be so sensitive? It was all she could do to suppress a small moan.

When she became fully aware of his hands gently tugging the other side of her dress off her shoulders and down her arms, instinctively she crossed her arms and placed her hands over his.

"No." She said it softly but firmly, not knowing that more than just David could hear.

She turned her head as she said it as if looking away would make it happen. Glenn instinctively stepped back from the window. Had it not been for the darkness he would have been detected. After all, his face was no more than a few meters from hers.

Turning back, she looked down again to stare straight into David's eyes. After a deep, extremely penetrating gaze, he lowered his head again and started trailing kisses further up her leg. His hands were playing slightly above her breasts, teasing her softly with small strokes while her hands rode lightly on top of his.

"Take it off." His voice was not demanding, but rather soft and coaxing.

She knew what he wanted.

"No." Her denial was weak, too unsure to have any effect.

"Do it." Slowly, her eyes locked on his, she slid her hands up and slowly slid her top down. In retrospect, she would later know it was at that precise moment that she resigned myself to him and his intentions. Otherwise, she would have called it quits right then.

Neither of them knew that it wasn't just David to which she was succumbing. She was also giving in to a long desired scenario of her heart-pounding husband watching from the darkness, seeing every stroke and hearing every sound.

With his hands toying with the top of her breasts, Roslyn's eyes were looking straight into David's strange expression as she slowly slipped the dress down, letting him watch as it slowly, excruciatingly slid down her arms and upper chest. With the low cut bra and the teasing slow movement, it seemed to take ages before her bra was totally exposed along with the little rounded brown patches indicating the imminent appearance of nipples.

Pretenses of modesty from Ros were now gone. David had already been treated to everything she had from her open crotch up to her barely hidden nipples. Her legs had parted slightly and his head had managed to find it's way between her knees. All this time, the slow caresses of his hands and lips never ceased.

David's fingers trailed lightly over the sheer fabric of her bra and teased her nipples.

"Take it off."

Ros knew it was more than just a suggestion from David. They were past suggestions.

David knew he could have done it himself, would have thoroughly enjoyed doing so, but he wanted to assert his authority. He had no idea the scene was also being served up for Glenn's eyes but both men knew it was another major indicator as to how far Ros would go along with their separate and secret plans.

Slowly she gave in to his will. As she unhooked the little clasp on the front of her bra, the look on David's face was so intense she really wanted to turn her head. Instead, it was if she was hypnotized and couldn't break the lock of their mutual gaze. She slowly released the clasp, mischievously holding it together for a while in a tease before she slowly opened it and exposed the rigid nipples of her breasts. As if she had signaled them, there were simultaneous moans from both men.

She had no idea that David had the exact expression on his face as that of her hidden husband. Mouth sagging open slightly, eyes narrowed, breathing obviously very ragged. If she could have see Glenn's hidden face it would have been a reflection of David's.

There was a moment of very intense silence. Her hands moved down and were riding on the back of his. David's face was not just telegraphing his desires but also telling her that he was totally enthralled with the spectacle she presented.

He slowly cupped her breasts with both his hands, rolling her stiff nipples lightly and tugging gently on them while her hands still rode his. His mouth had very slowly continued his kisses up her legs. He was already well above her knee as his head gathered the thin cloth above it.

There were a few moments of hesitation where everything stayed just as it was...a silent, erotic moment of just enjoying the moment.

"Go on, " Glenn thought silently as he watched. Even his thoughts seemed to be slurred with expectation.

David looked deeply into her eyes. He hesitated, his eyes going to her face and back to his ultimate target thinly cloaked behind the sheer black thong. Ros felt he was looking for instructions...maybe even an invitation. Even though nothing was said, it was if all three of them were talking to each other, making a monumental decision.

When it happened it was so out of character, so totally unexpected that later Roslyn would refuse to believe she had actually done it.

In her overwhelmed, sex saturated state it was Ros who broke the ice. David was elated. Glenn was flabbergasted!

Slowly, softly, Roslyn began to caress her sensitive breasts with each hand, pulling gently on each nipple. In three minds there were immediate and identical interpretations.