Her First Time Ch. 15

A few seconds later, it was Dani's bare skin I was fondling, her blouse and bra on the floor. I kissed down her neck, imagining that it would be Alan doing exactly this in a few minutes, sucking her nipple in my mouth. Dani's head was thrown back, moans from her mouth.

Her leather skirt had an elastic waistband, no panties underneath. I knew I could kiss no lower than her belly button... but when I got her home! My hands slowly worked up the inside of her thigh, feeling the dampness dripping down her leg when they got close to her slit. I reluctantly stepped back, leaving Dani standing in nothing except her red heels and her arousal. Alan was smiling, apparently having enjoyed the little striptease.

I hadn't noticed him getting it out, but he was holding a pink leotard, like the one in the video, and that he'd sent home with her. He got up, traded places with me, and gently pressed Dani back to sit on the edge of his big bed. That big, round bed still fascinated me. What a thing to think of!

Once Dani was sat, he slipped the leotard up her legs, gave a little tug to standing again, and pulled it the rest of the way up her body, encouraging her arms into the long, stretchy sleeves. I did a double-take, my eyes wide.

Alan saw my surprise and the look on Dani's face. "I had a little alteration made to it," he said. 'Little alteration'? He'd had the front cut away so that the spandex only came up to the bottom of her tits, leaving them totally naked. He pulled the stretchy sleeve material behind her back, securing both like a straitjacket, trapping her arms crossed over her tummy.

My heart was pounding in my chest, knowing what was to come. He'd apparently replaced the contrivance he sent home with Dani for us to play with, making that 'little alteration' in the leotard. God, Dani looked so fuckin' sexy in that thing! It had the same open crotch, too.

When he finished, Dani sat back down on the bed and Alan fished out his phone, fiddling with it for a minute before putting it away again. I had no idea what he'd done.

"Think you know what's next, Babygirl," going to his dresser and pulling out a collar like the one he'd sent home with Dani the other time she'd been here, except for one difference. It had the leather with a soft lining but also was encased in metal on the outside to make it even stiffer if that was possible. He fixed it over Dani's neck and began to lace the back. "Tell me if it's too tight," he told her, as he pulled the leather strings tight.

She waited until he was maybe a third done and told him it felt fine. "Tight but okay," she said.

And then a surprising thing happened - the doorbell rang.

"Oh, forgot to mention, have company coming over."

Dani made a sharp intake of breath, her face losing much of its color. "The neighbors, they enjoyed watching last night so much that I invited them over this evening," Alan said.

"Alan... I... No... please!" Dani sounded in a near panic.

"You don't want? Pretty sure you'd enjoy, know they would... I can tell them no, though, if you're sure."

Dani took a couple deep breaths, some of the color returned to her face, "What do you mean - enjoyed watching last night?" like she just realized what he'd said.

He chuckled, "Their bedroom window overlooks my backyard. I sometimes get a nice view, last night was their turn." Chuckling, he added, "Seemed like they were both enjoying the show... so... send them home or have your husband show them up?"

I remembered last night, my attention back and forth between Alan and Dani and the couple in the window, their fucking while they watched. I couldn't believe he'd invited someone to... what? Fuck Dani?

"Thought... you said... was dark last night."

Another chuckle, "Was... until I turned on the floodlights."

"Alan!"

"Well, wanted your husband to be able to watch. The neighbors were just a bonus," he told her.

The doorbell rang again, "So, yes or no? Your call, Babe."

"No... yes..." While Dani was trying to answer him, he was continuing with lacing the collar. I knew how it felt, like a vise wrapped around your neck holding your head straight ahead, no movement at all. "Yes... It's okay... let them in," her voice was barely audible, I could tell she was scared to death. But excited.

I waited another moment until Alan looked at me, motioning me toward the door, then hurried down the stairs and opened it, introducing myself. "Taylor," the girl said her name was. The guy's was Austin. I'm guessing - mid-twenties?

Taylor was wearing a bathrobe, I'd seen just enough for a taste of what was under the robe the night before. Might, hopefully, (God, I hoped!) get a lot better view in a few minutes: coal-black hair, half down her back - longer than I'd realized the night before; small, pretty, pixie-like face, the 'girl next door' look. Except she sure didn't look like a typical 'girl next door' last night! God, I hoped she planned on taking that robe off! Most assuredly made my dick jump inside its little cage. Austin - shorts and a shirt, might impress Dani if she saw him, but I didn't much care. It was Taylor who had my attention. I was nervous as hell, leading them back upstairs to my wife. Pretty sure not as nervous as Dani, though.

"Dani can't see a thing, eyepatches covering her eyes," I told Taylor and Austin on our way up the stairs, "she likes to be surprised - didn't know you were coming until about a minute ago."

"Oh wow," Taylor said, "hope it's okay we're here."

"She could have said no, didn't, though," I assured her.

When we walked into the bedroom, Taylor gave out a little gasp at the sight. Austin's eyes about bugged out of his head. Dani was sitting on the edge of the bed, her neck encased in that collar, arms held firmly in the spandex, crossed just under her tits, which, by the way, were naked, nipples swollen, giving the appearance that she was looking forward to whatever was going to happen. Alan was just slipping the slippers on her feet, the ones with the little ring-hook on both sides.

As soon as we stepped in, Alan put a finger to his lips, motioning for us to be quiet. Dani hadn't seemed to even notice us entering.

"Okay, Babygirl, you know what's next, need to lay back."

"Are your friends here yet?" she asked

He didn't answer, just motioned to Taylor, then to Dani.

Taylor checked with her husband, boyfriend, whatever. I didn't see any wedding rings, so probably boyfriend. His grin was all the way across his face like he was an eight-year-old kid on Christmas morning. She took the few steps over beside the bed where Dani was laying, then untied her robe and let it quietly fall to the floor.

My heart about stopped at that moment. Taylor was one-hundred-percent, stark naked under her robe. If I'd thought she looked good the night before... Damn!

Dani wasn't centered in the bed, she was off to the side where Taylor was standing, naked, in case you've forgotten. I expected Taylor to lean over and kiss Dani. But what she did do, lean over and brush Dani's lips with one of her nipples.

My heart may have stopped a moment earlier, but it was making a big comeback, pumping the blood to my entrapped dick at a frantic pace. My heart didn't know that my dick could only grow so big inside its plastic cage.

My eyes weren't helping any either, fixated on Dani's mouth, watching her lips open and Taylor's nipple, filling the void. She didn't have big boobs - small, actually, but damn, they were shaped so perfect. And apparently, sensitive; she let out a loud moan when Dani started sucking. I know Dani had done this before with another woman - that night she had me tied and blindfolded; but seeing, watching... damn!

I wasn't even noticing Alan fastening the strap to Dani's slippers, pulling her leg up vertically, not until he started pulling her other leg up, the one on the same side as Taylor was leaning her tit into Dani's mouth.

Dani was sucking that tit like a baby that had gone extra hours with no food, and Taylor didn't seem to even notice when Alan reached under her to click the strap on Dani's collar. Judging by her moans, I'd say she was enjoying the situation just as much as Dani, maybe even more.

Dani's legs, held out straight by the straps connected to her neck collar, swung open, spreading open her most private part. I remembered this view from the night we'd done the same thing, Dani's naked pussy spread open. Taylor's boyfriend - hell, I'd already forgotten his name; you know, with what all was happening, his name was kinda low on my priority list. Oops, caught myself rambling.

Anyway, his eyes were wide, gawking at my wife, and rubbing his dick through his pants, no doubt hoping that Dani (or Alan) was going to let him fuck her with it.

Taylor whispered something in Dani's ear, and Dani responded in a loud, clear voice, "Yes, please!" She scooted off the bed, pushed her boyfriend aside, telling him, "Her tits, suck her tits..."

ooOoo

The rest of that evening will be embedded in my eyes and ears forever, from Dani screaming, 'Don't stop, don't stop!' at Taylor eating her pussy while boyfriend was sucking her tit; Dani swallowing boyfriend's cum (Austin - just remembered) after he'd changed position a bit and began fucking her mouth.

And then there was the constant wail coming from Dani's mouth - when Alan began fucking her. Until they turned to screams...

I didn't get much sleep that night, reliving that hour or so over and over. Dani was still in Alan's bed with him, most likely getting fucked again.

Taylor and Austin? They used the floor, doggy style. Everyone seemed sexually sated - except yours truly; I was in agony, another reason I didn't get much sleep. Yet, that was the exact reason for the cage on my dick. It's a sweet type of agony, one that I don't want to let go of, especially not the way I would have without it. Now with Dani... or April... that's a whole 'nother thing.

Once again, Alan had to leave early in the morning, before Dani was up, to go to one of his restaurants. Or at least something to do with one of them, he didn't exactly say. I had another of Alan's cinnamon rolls for breakfast. I know there had to be something in those rolls, as soon as I ate one that tingling sexual urge became almost unbearable. Especially when April came through, wearing that little skirt, gave me a much different than 'nice' kiss, then went straight up to Dani's room.

I don't know, maybe it was my imagination that it had something to do with the cinnamon rolls, or maybe just psychological after what I knew about the brownies, but damn, I was horny.

It seemed like April was upstairs with Dani forever, should have checked the clock, not that it would have mattered. I tried killing time by watching Alan's giant TV, switching the input to DVR like he'd shown me before. A guy might get bored watching the same porn movie repeatedly, but not when his wife is the female lead, spread across the entire living room wall. Not that the thought of that upcoming night with April didn't go through my mind a few dozen times, too.

The surprise was that Dani came down the stairs first, not April leading her like she always had before. The eyes I saw on Dani were hers, not the painted patch.

"I can see again!" an excited Dani said, doing a little dance in the living room. She danced over to me, pulling me up and giving me a very nice kiss, "See again, see again!" she excitedly repeated.

April just stood back, smiling at Dani.

Dani finally calmed down and told me, "April's going to take me shopping, some things I need to buy."

April nodded, "We'll be gone a while, I need to run by the studio first for a bit, you can find something to occupy yourself," glancing over at the TV monitor with a grin on her face, caught! I had unintentionally paused it in a very, how do I say, 'unfortunate' place.

Dani gave me another kiss, "Back in a... while, don't know how long," she said, bouncing out the door wearing another tight, little short pair of stretchy shorts, practically up to her butt cheeks. Dani would NEVER have worn those out of the house at home. Didn't seem to bother her at all, here, though. This time, she didn't even have the excuse of not being able to see what she was wearing. At least she was wearing a bra, quite visible through her thin blouse.

So I was alone again, no clue how long it might be. Turning my attention back to the TV, and unpausing my Daniella, sat down to enjoy the rest of the video. Oh yeah, turned the sound up, way high.

When it came to the end, another thought hit me, that Ford dealership in Tallahassee. Anything to get my mind off S E X. Besides, I was interested. I pulled up their website, checking their inventory of trucks. Wow, there were a lot. I loved that off-white, ivory color, and they had several, F150s, and F250s; gas, diesel. Varying trim lines to over seventy-thousand dollars. I wondered how much of a decent deal we could get, certainly nothing like the boat, that was for damned sure.

I frittered around the house, even deciding to take a little swim in my undies, hadn't thought about bringing a swimsuit. I had a thought, rare as it might be, sent Dani a text, 'Can you please pick me up a swimsuit?' A moment later, she answered with a smiley face.

Alan's pool felt so good! It almost took my mind off what my wife was doing this week. Of course, the cage locked on my dick was a pretty constant reminder. I couldn't help but chuckle a little at what it looked like under my wet underwear. I was glad no one was watching, which reminded me to look up at that neighbor's window, you know, just to make sure. A little sigh of relief, no one there.

Alan got home shortly after one, Dani still wasn't back. "Boat dealer called, boat's in the water and ready for us... where's Dani?" he asked.

I'd been resting on his hammock in the backyard, thankfully had on a pair of shorts, covering up the telltale dampness and outline of the little cage thingy.

"Went shopping with April, thought they'd be back by now, left not long after you," I told him.

"Hope she's back soon, s'posed to be at the dock at three, got one of the guys goin' out with us to show me the ins'n'outs of the boat,"

"Been swimmin'?" he asked, "water's pretty nice."

"Weather, too," I mentioned, "we're not quite used to this in March at home," realizing I hadn't answered his question, "yeah, enjoyed it."

We sat talking the next ten-fifteen minutes, totally avoiding the elephant in the room, the fact my wife was basically living in his bedroom, often as not with his dick buried inside her, when we heard a car door slamming and then the front door. A moment later, Dani found us on the back porch, wearing a short, new flowery skirt and matching blouse. No bra - it was much warmer than it had been in the morning when she left. God, she looked gorgeous! Sexy, yes, but mostly just beautiful.

She did a little pirouette, lifting the hem of her skirt, "You like?" she asked, looking first at Alan then at me.

He stepped over to her, kissing her, "Mmhmm... but like this better," cupping one of her breasts over the thin material.

She playfully slapped his hand away, "Later," she told him, "when I don't have so many clothes on." I had to remember, this week, my wife was Alan's woman, not mine. Ahh, but I was sure as hell looking forward to next week!

"Bet you'd never guess what I did today," looking back and forth between Alan and me with an excited expression on her face.

"Uhh - shopping?" stating what seemed like the obvious.

"Well, yes, silly, but something else, too."

Alan and I both shrugged our shoulders.

"I made a commercial!" she announced, "a shampoo commercial - in a shower."

My jaw dropped. "What, how?" I stammered. Hell, she was just going shopping with April.

"April stopped at her studio, she was supposed to do a model's makeup for a commercial. I guess the model had called in, said she had to take her son to the doctor, he'd hurt his foot or something. Anyway, April suggested, 'what about Dani, she's pretty, girl-next-door looks, beautiful hair.' Guess they agreed and next thing I knew, I was sitting in April's makeup chair, then in a shower." She giggled, "I saw the video afterward, it made me look naked but I had on a swimsuit."

Wow, I thought, that was a surprise. "They liked it, asked if I'd be willing to do others... I even signed a contract, a hundred dollars every time it's shown.

"New career?" Alan asked, "maybe your big break into show business if you want."

Dani was wide-eyed, was she thinking about it? That could change everything. For the first time, it truly scared me. Well, maybe not the first, but still... "No, I like my life the way it is, I like teaching," then after a moment, added, "but maybe occasionally..." She looked over at Alan, her lover, "Maybe a good excuse to travel here a little more often." As if she needed another excuse.

"I like it, any time," squeezing her hand.

Alan looked at his watch, "Speaking of teaching... think I have a boat teacher going to be impatiently waiting for us shortly.

Back in the living room, Dani had several bags of things she'd bought, "I need to put some things up and pack," picking up her bags and starting upstairs. Right before the stairs, she stopped, "Oh, almost forgot," digging through a bag, pulling out a skimpy little thing, "your swimsuit," handing it to me.

I looked at the thing she was holding, it looked like one of those barely-there, speedo things. "I...I...I...," trying to tell her I couldn't wear that thing.

She giggled, "You can take off the you-know-what to wear it," then dug in the bag again, pulling out an actual swimsuit, nice and baggy, "here's this one, too."

I took both, then watched my wife scurrying up the stairs, realizing how tight that little skirt was that she was wearing.

At quarter-to-three we pulled into the parking lot of the marina where Alan's boat would be awaiting its new owner. "Dock M-19," Alan said, "where they told me the boat would be." Good thing they'd told him, there were hundreds of boats and docks by the dozens. At least it sure seemed that way.

An hour later we were out in the middle of the bay. Alan's boat might not win a speed race, but for its size, seemed damned fast to me. The boat guy, said his name was Jacob, slowed the boat (or is a boat this big considered a yacht?) and began showing Alan how to operate his boat.

"Robert, you might as well pay attention, too, you'll be running the boat quite a bit," a smile spread across his face, "while Dani and I are doing... other things."

Jacob had made more than one glance toward my wife on the trip out. Couldn't blame him, I had, too. Alan, too. He began going over all the controls for the boat, explaining their function and use. Dani had disappeared, I didn't see her anywhere after we stopped.

There was a lot to take in on a boat this size. I expected our new boat to be a whole lot simpler. Jacob was just about to take us down to the engine compartment when Dani reappeared. I think all three of us forgot completely why we were there, she'd changed into a swimsuit I presumed she'd bought that morning - a knit, string bikini. All of it combined couldn't have been ten square inches.

He found a few more things to show Alan on the gauges, just an excuse to not go down below with the scenery on the deck. My dick was pressing hard against its cage. Just the fact that Dani would allow herself to be seen like that by a total stranger was a major turn-on for me. And damn, she looked good! Maybe I'd never mentioned that Dani had spent a lot of time at the gym before we made this trip. She was in her late forties, but could easily pass for mid-thirties. Anyway, that gym time was letting itself be known in that bikini!

It was a couple hours later, much of it spent drooling, that Jacob felt that Alan was adequately versed in his boat's operation and we started back to the marina. He probably could have finished in half the time if it hadn't been for Dani lurking in the background, distracting.