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 ï>¿Jeannie's Shopping "Strip" byMrFrustrationÂ(C)

   "Oh my god, would you look at that?"

   "What?" I asked.

   "Over there." Jeannie pointed across the street.  "Check it out.  Did he
put her up to this?"

   I turned around in my chair and stared.  We were finishing up an
afternoon of shopping with lunch at our favorite outdoor restaurant, and I
had been busy looking at my menu to notice anything.  As I looked in
Jeannie's direction, I saw it: a young girl of nineteen or so, wearing only
panties and flip-flops, being followed along the sidewalk by her boyfriend,
who was carrying her bags.

   The girl was lithe, with the sort of nice pointy, perky breasts that
required little to no support.  She was tan all over, and her pointy tits
bounced as she jogged in front of her very amused boyfriend.

   "Hmm," I said.  "Probably a silly dare."

   "You think he put her up to it?" Jeannie asked.

   "Who knows?" I said.  "She may have come up with the idea herself.  Or
maybe she chickened out, and he held her to it."

   Obviously they had walked somewhere from the mall to this point, and
being as it was a busy Saturday, much attention would have been paid.  It
certainly seemed so, since the girl appeared more than a little
embarrassed. Her skin was flush, and she walked a little faster than
normal. However, her face registered no anger or shame; just excitement. 
Her boyfriend was grinning ear to ear.

   "She doesn't seem to mind much," Jeannie said.

   "Probably likes the attention," I said.  "Do you think she'll get
caught?"

   The girl looked from side to side to see if she was in view of anyone in
the vicinity who might cause trouble.  Satisfied that there were no cops or
guards, she moved on, paying no attention to the onlookers who registered
looks of shock or appreciation.

   "No, there's no ordinance against public nudity," Jeannie replied.  They
might complain, but if you're outside the mall on public property, only the
cops can arrest you on a complaint.  And it's a hot summer day, so who
really gives a fuck?"

   I took a sip of my iced tea.  "What do you think of that?"

   Jeannie stared at the girl, who was now turned away from both of us. 
The view of her little ass wiggling from side to side was too cute to
ignore.  Jeannie stared, intrigued, smiling.  "She's good looking.  I think
it's cool.  You know, flaunt it if you got it."

   "Would you do anything like that?" I asked.

   Jeannie paused.  "Um...no, probably not."

   "Why not?"

   "I don't have a problem being naked.  We do it when we're at the right
beach, or on vacation abroad."

   "How about here?" I asked.

   Jeannie flashed me an amused-annoyed look.  "Because we shop here all
the time.  I don't want to get noticed."

   "So..." I asked, "does that mean you'd do it in public elsewhere?"

   Jeannie paused, then said, thoughtfully, "yeah, why not?  But it would
have to be really far away so I don't get recognized."

   "How does the thought of that make you feel?" I asked.

   "Well, I'd probably feel nervous doing it, but that would probably make
me excited too."

   I took a bite of my appetizer.  "So how about after lunch we make a mad
dash to the car with you stark naked?"

   Jeannie swatted me with her menu.  "I'm not going to do that here,
today...and if you keep it up I might not do it at all!"

   "Alright, alright," I laughed, waving my hands in mock protest.  "I'll
stop."

   "Good," Jeannie glared at me, half-serious.

   "She had a nice pair of tits, though."

   "I liked her ass better."

   "You think she waxes?"

   "Shut up," Jeannie said.  Then she shifted a little in her seat,
preening.  "Hey..."

   "What?" I said, looking up.

   "You like her tits?"

   "They're cute."

   "You like them better than mine?"

   I looked down at her blouse, which was billowing open with one too many
buttons undone.  No bra.  I could see the outline of Jeannie's smooth, pale
C-cups, which hung naturally like tear drops.  Each was adorned with a
beautiful, pink and puffy nipple that I needed to lick every time I saw
them.  Jeannie smiled when she caught my stare, and then she pouted.

   "Hmm...I dunno," I said.  Maybe you should take your blouse off and
conduct a straw poll."

   "Fuck you."

   "Anytime." Her foot trailed up my leg, and slid along my inner thigh,
stopping to rub on my crotch, which immediately swelled to life at her
touch.  Then, just as suddenly, she pulled away before any of the other
diners could see, and went back to reading her menu.

   Jeannie was not a prude by any means.  She was athletic, loved to work
out and show the results of her lard labor.  She dressed just provocatively
enough to give an eyeful of her shape, and just enough skin to make you
want to see everything underneath.  Today she was wearing a tight mini that
went so far up her firm thighs that the wrong move would have ripped them
in two.  That and the aforementioned blouse...only two things to undo and
she'd have been jogging in front of me instead that afternoon.

   On the drive home, I asked, "Would you walk around naked on a dare?"

   "I might, depending on my mood."

   "What about on your own?"

   "Of course not!"

   "Why not?" I asked.

   "What is this, some new fetish of yours?" Jeannie asked.

   "No, I'm just curious," I said.  "You seemed like you might be
interested in the idea."

   "I was just reacting.  We saw a naked girl in a crowded public area, and
sometimes I wonder what things like that might be like if I tried them
too."

   "Yeah?" I asked.

   "It's just momentary speculation.  Would YOU strip naked and walk around
for everyone to see?"

   "Come on," I scoffed.

   "Sexist."

   "Huh?"

   "You want me to do it, but you wouldn't do it yourself?  That's sexist.
You just want to see me naked in front of other people."

   "No, I was wondering how you'd feel doing it.  We've been together for
what, two years?  We're fairly open, and this sounds new coming from you."

   "It's not new," Jeannie said.  "You asked me about it first."

   "You pointed her out.  And you seem to know about the laws on indecent
exposure here."

   "That doesn't make me an exhibitionist," she said.

   "What does?" I asked.

   "An exhibitionist...I don't know," she said.  "They seem to live for
some kind of sexual charge.  Like habitually."

   "Like her?"

   "Yeah, you know?  She seemed to enjoy it, like she wasn't pressured. 
Like she had done it before a number of times and wasn't bothered by it."

   "Doesn't it have to start somewhere, then?" I said.

   "Right, you have to get used to it.  I'm sure you're nervous as fuck
trying it and then it gets to be more second nature.  Like her.  She was
looking out for cops, it seemed."

   "Okay, so if you were to do it, you'd feel nervous the first time?"

   "Will you stop!" Jeannie said, laughing.  "I don't know how I'd do it,
if I were to at all."

   "So, if I were to make your clothes disappear somehow, and you were
forced to be nude in public, how would you feel?"

   "Don't you fucking dare."

   "I'm not.  This is purely speculative."

   Jeannie sighed.  "Maybe once.  Alright?  Now shut up.  For reals."

   I traced my hand along her thigh, and squeezed it just shy of where her
panty line ought to be.  I felt no seam under the skirt.  I felt a warmth
coming from her leg that I only felt when we made out, and we were just at
the point of confirming our mutual sexual desire.Hmmm...I thought. 
Gingerly I slid my hand further inside her thigh, and felt the first hint
of her trimmed pubic hair grazing my pinky, slightly damp from summertime
perspiration, or...

   Suddenly Jeannie slapped my hand away.  I looked up.  She glared at me,
but her face was flushed, and her breath was heavier than usual.

   "Knock it off," she said.

   "Okay, okay." I said.

   Two days later I came home from work and found Jeannie on the deck,
sunbathing topless.  I went over and kissed her, and then gave each of her
breasts a small peck.  They glistened in the sunlight from the tanning oil.

   "Hey babe," I said.

   "Hey."

   "You giving the neighbors a show?" I grinned.

   Jeannie rolled her eyes.  "Nothing they haven't seen before."

   "I like how you're comfortable with your body."

   "Well, you either can be or you can be ashamed about it.  Most people
fall into the latter category, unfortunately."

   Well, you're very comfortable in the back yard," I said.  "Maybe you
should kick it up a notch."

   "What do you mean?"

   "You know, like last Saturday," I said.  "Maybe you should go public
sometime..."

   "Jeez, are you still on about that?" Jeannie said, laughing.

   "Hey, who knows?  Maybe you'd like it.  You've got a great body, and I
think it'd be cool if you showed it off sometime.  And you'd get to put
some prudes in their place."

   "Come on."

   "What?"

   She sighed.  "I think you'll get more of a charge from it than me, what
with you asking all the time lately."

   "Hey, I'm not opposed to giving people a good view of your assets."

   "Fuck you; you don't own me."

   "That's not what I mean!  I have a beautiful girlfriend, and I see
people noticing you all the time, and I'm never the slightest bit jealous.
One glimpse of your ass and people regret their life choices in a
heartbeat."

   Jeannie blushed.  "You know, maybe I would...but I don't know how I'd
feel about it.  It's one thing to enjoy being nude at the beach, or here in
the privacy of our home."

   "Because it's safe," I said.  "I think you'd feel on edge if you ever
stepped out in public the way that girl did.  And the effect might have
some...erotic benefits."

   "Really?"

   "I think you were turned on.  And I think you're thinking about what it
would be like being in her place someday."

   "Just speculative, if I ever were to think about it."

   "Hey, you might like it.  That's all I'm saying."

   Jeannie turned and looked at me over the rim of her sunglasses.  "You
know what?  You're a lot of talk.  You say you have no problem with me
showing off, but you sound like a guy who feels like he's showingmeoff."

   "Sorry; I didn't mean it like that."

   "Okay.  What if I got a charge, like you say, from being an
exhibitionist?  Does it stop there?"

   "What do you mean?"

   "Well, is there some limit with you to the extent I would show off, if
that were to happen?  You don't feel jealous when other people look, but
what if they ended up wanting more?  What ifIwanted more?"

   "Like what?" I said.

   "People look at an attractive woman in the nude and they think about
fucking them.  You have no problem with that?  If I were doing that like
that girl?"

   "No," I said.  "I'm not jealous.  And I'm very comfortable with our
life."

   "Does it stop with them thinking about fucking me?"

   "Come again?"

   "What if someone made a move at me?"

   "I'd draw the line where it would be inappropriate, like if your safety
was at stake."

   "Okay, what if it were somebody that was decent and good looking, and
wanted to fuck me?"

   "I'd applaud his taste in women."

   "And if I felt the same?"

   "Ah..." I said.  "I get it." I thought for a moment.  "No, I wouldn't
feel jealous.  Is this your idea of a fantasy?"

   Her hand trailed over her breasts.  "Not necessarily.  But things like
this sometimes have a way of opening doors that are hard to close.  You
like watching me turn on men and making them think about fucking me, but
how would you feel about me being turned on like that to the point where
I'd consider fucking them back?"

   "Hmmm...well, it wouldn't be fair for me to have you put your money
where your mouth is if I didn't do the same.  I'm good if we promise to be
open with each other."

   Jeannie smiled.  "Well, maybe then I might consider streaking for you
under the right circumstances."

   "And I'll be cool seeing how things develop," I said.

   "I'm just saying don't be a Neanderthal.  I'm not going to get into a
public gang-bang.  I just want you to be open about things if I agree to
being open, too.

   "Do I get to watch?" I said, smiling.

   "We'll see."

   That night, Jeannie woke me up.

   "What is it?" I said sleepily.

   "Alright, I've thought about it.  I'll do it.  But I want to lay down a
few ground rules."

   I sat up, fully awake.  "Name them."

   "First of all, I don't want to be recognized."

   "Okay."

   "That means we have to be somewhere where there's little to no risk of
me being seen by people I work with or know."

   "Fine," I said."

   "It also has to be in a low-risk area for legal issues.  I don't want to
get arrested, and I don't want to be somewhere that cops can get to me
easily.  We need a getaway plan."

   "Sure."

   "And it has to beverypublic.  If I do this, we're going all the way,
right?"

   "Hardcore."

   "Fully naked in a crowded area with few cops.  Where could that be?"

   "How about the Ontario outlets?  That place is huge and teeming, and far
enough outside L.A.  You'd definitely make an impression."

   "If we park in the right area and make a perfect circle back to the car,
we can get the hell out without a cop getting wind of it.  We'd just evade
the mall cops."

   "Right."

   "And we'd need a friend to come along for extra protection."

   "That wouldn't be a bad idea," I said.  "That way we could fend off
anybody troublesome.  Do you think they'll go along with it?"

   "We don't have to tell him the plan."

   "Right," I smiled.  "How about Kevin?"

   "No, he's too jumpy.  He'd balk, or worse, panic."

   "Okay.  How about Matt?"

   "The other problem.  He'd dig it too much and tell everyone."

   "Okay; do you have any suggestions?"

   "How about Colin?  He's coming over Sunday anyhow."

   I thought for a moment.  "Yeah, why not?  He'd be cool with it."

   "But don't let on.  We'll make him an unwitting accomplice."

   "Gotcha.  Are you sure you're willing to do this?"

   "Better commit before I chicken out."

   "Sunday?"

   "Awesome.  Now let's see what we can do about that hard-on of yours..."

   Jeannie gripped the shaft of my cock, tenting through my pajama bottoms.
All her talk and finally agreeing to go nude in public made me flush with
excitement, and all the blood in my body seemed to gravitate right towards
my manhood.  Jeannie slid my trousers down, straddled me and eased me
inside her warm, slick pussy.  Judging by how wet she already was, it
seemed she was finally into the idea, too.

   Jeannie sighed as she sank down into a sitting position on my pelvis.  I
lay on my back and held on to her thighs, staring upward into her dark
green eyes.  Her brown hair trailed down over her shoulders and onto her
bosom, stopping two inches short of her nipples.  Her face registered a
particular adventurousness I'd seen when we were first dating and trying
new things with each other; perhaps she was looking forward to a new sexual
thrill.

   She stared back at me and held still, breathing deeply.  My penis was
happily lodged inside, but desperate for the pleasure of fucking.  After
what seemed like an eternity she slowly rocked back and forth on her
haunches, carefully and deliberately eliciting slow yet intense jolts of
pleasure up and down my rigid shaft with every movement.

   Jeannie's movements became more forceful, then quicker as she picked up
the pace, moving in time with her deep breaths.  As she did so her breasts
jiggled almost independently of her frame, like two large servings of
jello. I could watch them move all day, and Jeannie would often dress
provocatively in the summertime to give me an occasional, titillating view.
She clearly loved being watched by me, and I held her gaze as we silently
rocked together on the bed.

   God, this is magnificent.  I can't believe I get to see her like this
when other guys only get a glimpse...what would really happen if she showed
more?  What if she really liked it like she said...would she accept another
man's offer?  How would that all go down if she went for it and I was
forced to watch it take place?

   My thoughts were interrupted by the sudden gasp of Jeannie crossing the
threshold of excitement.  "Oh fuck, I'm gonna come," she whispered
hoarsely, and she writhed rapidly on my pole, her composure and
self-control of the last quarter hour or so completely gone.  "Oh shit, I'm
cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming..." Then suddenly she froze, her pelvic
muscles twitching wildly around my cock.  Quickly she ground her pussy as
hard as she could, furiously rubbing her clit as her orgasm shook her
entire body.  Then she fell on my chest, panting.

   I rolled over, pulling Jeannie with me, then pushed her back on the bed
and began to fuck with all my might.  The sight of her slowly pushing
herself to a wild, uncontrollable climax was enough for me, and I slammed
into her like a jackhammer, desperate for release.  It finally came and I
plunged into her again and again as my aching cock burst, every nerve on
end and exploding like Krakatoa.

   Jeannie laughed in hysterical exhaustion.

   "What's so funny?" I asked.

   "Just how excited you get at some things," she said.  "That's kinda
hot."

   "I can't wait until Sunday," I said.

   That Saturday, I saw Jeannie in the bathroom.  She had gone through an
entire regimen of pre-swimsuit waxing and plucking and was now giving
herself a mani-pedi.  She smiled and spread her legs, revealing a neatly
trimmed landing strip.

   "Is all this for tomorrow?" I said.

   She nodded.  "You gotta do it right when you've got an audience."

   "Well, you certainly are not going to disappoint them," I said.  "Need
any help down there?"

   Jeannie felt the bulge in my pants, smiled, and patted it.  "Let's see
how much this is going to charge me up tomorrow," she said.  "I'm sure
you'll appreciate the results too."

   "Hey, you're out of beer," yelled Colin from the kitchen.

   "Oh, uh...have you tried the garage?" I yelled back.

   "Nothing there either," he said, coming into the living room.  "And your
lack of snacks is pitiful.  You have no love for your guests."

   "Sorry, man," I said.  "Jeannie and I were talking about groceries last
night, but I guess we crossed wires.  I'll go to the store now."

   "I can wait.  It's almost lunch.  Come on, let's get started," Colin
said as he pulled the joysticks out of the drawer under the TV.

   "I'll be really quick, and then we'll have stuff for later in the
afternoon.  Besides, beer and lunch on Sunday is mandatory."

   "OK, let's be quick about it," Colin said, and grabbed his baseball cap.

   "Jeannie?" I called into the hallway.  "Colin and I are going to get
beer and stuff, okay?  You need anything?"

   "Let me check," she called back.  "Hey, what time is it?"

   "Eleven-thirty."

   "Um...hang on, I'll check the fridge," Jeannie called out.  Then,
suddenly I heard a scream coming down the hall from the bedroom, followed
by Jeannie yelling "Oh, shit!  Damn it!"

   "What's the matter babe?" I yelled.

   Jeannie burst out of the bedroom, wearing a towel around her body and
another one turbaned on her head.  Colin looked up, bemused.  "I can't
believe I let this happened!  I'm so stupid!" she said.

   "What's wrong?" I asked.

   "I just checked the bills, and I realized that I still have that
outstanding charge for those two dresses I need to return, and today's the
last day."

   "Well, can't you just go to the mall?"

   "It's the outlet store, the one in Ontario.  I have to return them
there. God, I can't believe this..."

   "It's a bit of a drive, yeah," I said.  Do you have anything important
you need to do today?"

   Jeannie shook her head.  "No, it's just a pain in the ass...ohhh, shit.
My license expired!"

   "That's a lot of bad luck," Colin said.

   Jeannie looked at me, pleadingly.  "I don't suppose you could come with
me?  We really need to return these so we can stay afloat until you get
paid Tuesday."

   "Alright, I said." I turned to Colin.  "Sorry, man."

   "No problem." Colin was trying to look nonchalant, but he was gazing in
Jeannie's direction as she fiddled with her towel.  Jeannie removed the
turban from her head and rapidly finger-combed her hair to untangle her
tresses.  As she lifted her arms, her towel came undone and fell apart. 
Jeannie gasped and caught it, but still exposed the tops of her breasts
just briefly in full view of our guest.  "Alright, I'm gonna get dressed,
and then we can go." She dashed down the hall again.



   Colin smiled, then looked at me.  "Well, there goes our guy's
afternoon."

   "Yeah, well, whatever.  I guess I'm resigned to sitting through traffic,
talking couples stuff and listening to her radio station for hours."

   "Hey, don't knock it," Colin laughed.  "You don't know what you've got
until you miss it."

   Colin's engagement went bust about six weeks back, and his fiancÃ(C) had
just left him without any explanation.  A week later, she was seen by his
friends back home in Northern California making out with a mutual (now ex)
friend.  A week after that, and they had eloped.  Colin took it in stride,
and said that she had saved him from future heartache.  Although he was
clearly happier for it, he was still a little raw.

   "So, you seeing anyone yet?" I asked.

   "Nah, I don't care.  Even though I'm as horny as ever, and I could go
out and score at a bar tonight, I just don't wanna.  Too soon.  Just me and
Rosie tonight." He laughed again.

   Jeannie came out of the bedroom again and loped down the hall into the
living room.  She had two large shopping bags in hand, and was wearing
daisy dukes, flip-flops and a loose, baggy sleeveless t-shirt that gave
just the right amount of sideboob to give anyone's grandpa a heart attack.
She grinned widely.  "Alright, I'm ready!"

   "You look...nice," I said.

   Jeannie came up to me and pressed her petite frame against me, kissing
me with her open mouth.  She lifted up her arms and put them around my
neck, which exposed her braless torso just long enough to catch Colin's
attention.  I pretended to act surprised, keeping my eyes open.  Sure
enough, I could see Colin well in my peripheral vision, taking in a good
eyeful.

   Jeannie then smiled, and said, "thank you baby.  I won't forget this."

   "It's OK," I said.

   Then she turned in front of Colin, and, grinning broadly, said, "Colin,
I'm sorry to ruin your afternoon.  You know, you're welcome to join us and
keep this guy company...I'm sure he'd appreciate the distraction from you."

   "Um..." Colin said, looking at me.

   "Hey," I said.  "It's only an hour drive.  We can have lunch there since
there's no food here anyhow.  And if we hurry, we can get back in time to
get a good round in.  Whaddya say?  If you join me I'll buy."

   Colin paused, then said, "alright, I'm in."

   Jeannie gave Colin a hug, and a soft kiss on the cheek.  "You're
awesome." He smiled, and headed to the door.

   Jeannie leaned over and whispered "Don't forget your hat."

   "Why?" I asked.

   "To keep a low profile.  He's wearing his too, so that'll help keep us
anonymous."

   "Got it."

   Jeannie grinned, and headed towards the open door to the car.  I grabbed
my hat and keys.

   We got to Ontario in record time, because of the natural traffic flow in
and out of LA on Sunday.  Most people were heading back into the city that
afternoon though, and the opposite lane of the freeway was already full of
cars returning from weekends away in Vegas and the desert cities.

   "Wow, that's our trip home, guys," Colin said.

   "Eh, you never know what might open up," I said.

   We got to the outlets, and the parking lot was filled with cars. 
Jeannie and I had gone over the strategy over the prior week, and we
decided that in such a case it would be best to park as close to the lot
entrance as possible.  That way, we could make a dash across the parking
lot and drive off with no traffic obstructions.

   We also decided to avoid the main entrances since we'd need to scurry
away, so we found a few key side doors that were rarely used.  They usually
led into long hallways where the bathrooms and service doors for the
businesses were, and as such, they were usually empty and unguarded.  We
followed this strategy and after two minutes of following the winding
corridor we emerged into the large hallway of the outlets and a welcoming
blast of air conditioning.

   I marked the position mentally, and we were about 40 yards away from the
store where Jeannie needed to make her "exchange," and about 40 yards away
from the food court in the opposite direction.  As predicted, it was
crowded inside, full of pedestrians trying to beat the heat, wait out the
traffic or eke out a few more leisure hours of shopping before their
weekend was over.

   I looked at Jeannie, and she nodded.  "How about lunch?" I said.

   "Totally cool," said Colin.

   Colin took advantage of the fact we were buying lunch for his time
keeping me company, and he hit one of the buffet lines with a passion.  I
wondered with all he was packing away if he'd be able to make the getaway
run without puking.  But he seemed fine.  He was fresh off graduating and
had been a varsity soccer player, so he could still eat like an athlete.

   We walked around for a little while, and after reaching the end of one
wing, we turned around and headed back in the direction of the food court
and the clothing store just further off.  It was one of those slightly
high-end casual business stores that didn't get as much business as the
big-box retailers everyone preferred to hit up.  To our relief, once we got
there it was nominally staffed and there were a small scattering of
customers.

   Jeannie searched the shelves and picked out a few outfits to try on. 
Then she talked with the saleslady a bit, who pointed towards the dressing
rooms in the back.  Colin and I left the store and sat outside.

   "Alright," I said.  "We're in it for the long haul now."

   Colin grinned.  He didn't seem to mind the afternoon boondoggle, and the
two of us had followed Jeannie around the mall.  Colin certainly had an
eyeful of Jeannie's ass swaying around in her Daisy Dukes, and like a sly
fellow, he knew how to gaze just long enough before he got caught.  Colin
would act like he was looking straight ahead, then look right at me with
more intensity than normal, as if to say "I'm not checking your girlfriend
out, dude." I pretended not to notice, and appreciated how Jeannie was
baiting Colin so well today for his future, unwitting task.

   The plan was for Jeannie to make her returns, try on clothes, make a
purchase, then get another idea and try on another outfit or two.  During
that time she'd shed her clothes and leave her unpurchased items in plain
view in the dressing room, put everything else in her shopping bag, then
walk briskly to the exit.

   "You know, you can leave your panties on," I said that morning.

   "All or nothing," Jeannie said.  "I'm gonna go naked or go home."

   "You realize these are the wrong analogies for this situation?" I asked.
We laughed.

   About 15 minutes later, my phone buzzed.  I pulled it out of my back
pocket.

   "It's Jeannie," I said.  "She needs to talk to me."

   "Okay," Colin said.

   I got to the dressing room door, knocked, and a moment later the latch
clicked and Jeannie let me inside.  She was taking off one of the dresses
she had tried on.  In addition to being braless, she was wearing nothing
under her shorts, so now she was totally nude.

   "What's up?  I said.  "You ready?"

   Jeannie looked at me, then down at the floor, then back at me again.

   "I don't know...I can't do this."

   "Why not?" I asked.

   "I just think our little dare is enough if it's just said, you know?"

   "Um...well, OK.  I pushed you a little, but you seemed down with it in
the end.  Is that the problem?"

   "No, not at all.  I just think this is silly."

   "Are you getting cold feet?"

   "Maybe...or stage fright," she said.

   "Well, there's one good cure for stage fright, and that's jumping in and
doing it."

   "Maybe.  Some other time, OK?"

   "OK," I said.  I glanced at her clothes.  The bags for her returns were
on the floor, her shorts and tee shirt were on the seat, and the dresses
she was trying on were hanging on the wall.  "Have you made your returns
yet?"

   "No, I was going to."

   "Are you going to buy anything?"

   "No...let's just go."

   "Okay," I said.  "Let's go then."

   "Wait...I'm sorry," Jeannie said.  "I'm being all wishy washy here.  You
decide."

   "You want me to decide?"

   I looked at her and she nodded, eyes pleading to me to make a decision.

   Suddenly, I swept her clothes off the chair and into the bags.  I picked
them up, then grabbed the dresses off the wall.

   Jeannie stared at me in horror.  "Deal's a deal," I said.  "I'm throwing
you into the deep end."

   "You bastard!" She whispered.

   I spun around, and left the dressing room, briefly glancing back at
Jeannie, who was stark naked and red as a beet.

   I headed to the register, handed back the unpurchased items, and made
the returns.  Then I walked out of the store and sat back down next to
Colin.

   "Hey Colin," I said.  "When Jeannie comes back out we should high-tail
it so we can beat traffic."

   "Okay," Colin said.  "Is she okay?  Why are you carrying her bags?" he
asked.

   "You'll see."

   Colin looked in the direction of the store, and his eyes widened.  "Oh
my god.  What's going on here?"

   Jeannie emerged from the store, naked as the day she was born, wearing
nothing but her flip flops.  She bee lined toward us, and walked briskly
past us in the direction of our planned exit.

   I briefly glanced around and saw a number of shoppers staring at the
spectacle ahead of us: Lady Godiva at the mall.  "Let's go," I said.

   Colin jumped up, and he ran towards Jeannie's side.  I pulled on his arm
to stop him.

   "What the fuck?" he asked, confused.  "Where's her clothes?"

   "In the bag," I said.  "We planned this.  Come on, stay close with me
and make sure nobody bothers her.  And keep your head down."

   Jeannie headed through the crowd, which miraculously parted like the Red
Sea to get a good look at the nakedest chick they'd ever seen this side of
pay TV.  She turned left and ducked into the exit doorway.  Colin and I
swiftly followed her in.

   "Keep your head down Colin," Jeannie called out.  "There are
closed-circuit cameras above you."

   "Jesus, you really planned this out?" he said in disbelief.

   We scurried along the corridor, and just before we got to the exit, we
passed the bathrooms, where a mall cop emerged, coming off his break.  His
eyes widened, and then he glared.

   "What the hell do you kids think you're doing?" He officiously called
out to us.

   "Enjoying a stroll, sir." I said.

   "You better get some clothes on, young lady.  And then you're going to
the station!"

   Jeannie stared at him point-blank.  "What are you gonna do about it?"

   "Huh?"

   "You're not going to lay a hand on me, or these guys will testify that
you tried to get physical with me without authorization."

   "Young lady, I can haul your little ass in jail if you keep this up."

   "You touch any part of me and I will press rape charges."

   The guard looked stunned.  "This is against the law!"

   "Actually it's not," Jeannie said.  "There's no law against public
nudity unless someone files a complaint with the city.  On private property
that may fly, but this mall is public property as it's paid for in large
part out of taxpayer money and financed by public bonds.  So it's the same
as me being naked in city hall.  And furthermore, you cannot arrest me
since you're not a real officer."

   "I...uh..." the mall cop stammered.  Then he looked at me and Colin. 
Finally he relented.  "Get the hell out of here."

   We jogged out of the corridor, and into the bright light and heat of the
parking lot.  A small number of people were walking to and from their cars,
and a few stopped to stare.  But we walked nonchalantly past them, and made
our way to the car parked at the end of the lot.

   Jeannie turned to face us.  "Give me my clothes back, please."

   "Just a sec," I said.  I pulled my keys out of my pocket and opened the
trunk.  Then I placed the bags inside, and slammed it shut.

   "You asshole."

   "All or nothing!" I said.  "All the way home."

   "We never agreed on that!"

   "We never agreed on this either," I said, unlocking the car.  I held the
door open for her.  "Come on, get in.  You'll at least be in the car for
the ride home, and only a few cars will notice you."

   Jeannie fumed.

   Colin looked at me.  "Dude what the fuck?"

   "I'll explain.  Come on, let's go."

   Suddenly, Jeannie made a grab for my keys, snatched them out of my hand,
bolted inside the car, and slammed the door shut.

   Click!The locks went down.

   "Jeannie?" I said.

   "What the fuck?" said Colin.

   A moment's silence, and then from within the car came a scream.  Then:
"YOU ROYAL ASSHOLE!"

   "What's the matter babe?" I said, trying to act cool.

   "I can't believe you put me up to this!  How could you?  This was the
single most embarrassing moment of my entire fucking life!"

   "Oh come on," I said.  "You did it, and now it's done.  You can relax
now."

   "Fuck you."

   "Did anyone see you?"

   "Well, of course everybody fucking saw me at the Ontario fucking
outlets!"

   "I mean, did anyone notice you?"

   "No; I didn't see anyone.  I guess not."

   "Then it's okay!"

   "No, it's NOT fucking okay!  You should have let me back out when I
wanted to!"

   "Dude, did you force this?  That's not cool." Colin asked.

   "No, I just held her to it.  She was quite sure about it before and she
momentarily chickened out, so I helped her be decisive."

   "Okay, you're in for a world of shit," Colin said, laughing nervously.

   "Jeannie, come on," I said.  Open the door.  Let's go home."

   "You're a fucking piece of shit."

   "Hey, it was now or never.  But you know what?  You're right.  I
shouldn't have pushed it.  I wasn't really thinking about it.  I'm sorry.
I'll make it up to you.  But please, let's go home.  And remember, I'll
keep up my end of the bargain."

   Jeannie paused, then put the key in the ignition.  She started the car,
and then rolled the driver's side window down just a crack.

   "Colin?"

   "Yeah?"

   "You drive.  He sits in the back seat."

   "Okay."

   Jeannie flipped up the driver's lock, and sat back in the passenger
seat. Colin opened the door, and unlocked the back seat door for me.  I
slid inside, and looked at Jeannie who stared out of her window, ignoring
me.

   Colin got in and started the car.  We got out of the parking lot, over
to the freeway, and joined the throng of drivers making their way home from
Vegas and parts unknown,

   Jeannie sat in her seat, rigid, hands covering her breasts and legs
crossed.  She looked at the cars surrounding us, and sighed.  "This is
probably more humiliating than the dash through the mall."

   "Okay," said Colin.  Would you please tell me what the fuck happened
here?  I feel like you deliberately dragged me into something."

   "This prick here wanted me to streak through the mall today to see how
I'd like it."

   "Why?"

   "We saw a girl doing it last week in Burbank, and both of us liked
seeing her being free with her body.  I thought Jeannie might get a kick
out of it if she tried, so yeah, I egged her on."

   "And did you agree to it?"

   "Yeah," Jeannie said.  "I did."

   "Why did you rope me in to this?"

   "So we could have an extra guy to help in case we encountered any
trouble," I said.  "And we trust you...although we didn't tell you about
our plan in case you'd say no."

   "Dude, you're really Mr.  Integrity this weekend," Colin said.

   "My bad."

   "No, Colin," Jeannie said.  "That's my fault.  I wanted another guy, and
I did all the maneuvering today to get you to come along.  That's my fault,
not his."

   "Okay.  So, you did this to see if you'd get some kind of buzz out of
being naked in public, and it backfired, right?"

   "Kind of," I said.

   "But it's obvious you both really wanted to," said Colin.  "He had the
bags, and coached me through the thing as you were traipsing through the
store, and you" - now he looked at Jeannie - "obviously prepared very
extensively for this."

   Jeannie smiled for the first time.  "Thank you."

   "So you're only mad because you got pushed into the deep end of the
pool. I think you really wanted to do this, Jeannie.  You are a bit of a
showoff, and a good flirt when the mood strikes you."

   Jeannie laughed.  "Yeah, I know."

   "So it's all good," Colin said.  "You guys will kiss and make up soon.
It just didn't pan out exactly the way you wanted it to go."

   "I'm still mad at him," Jeannie said.

   "Come on babe," I said.  "you know he's right."

   "Hey bro," Colin said.  "I'm not happy with you either.  You weren't
exactly upfront with me."

   "Oh, like I'm gonna tell you we wanted to try something like this?"

   "Fine, yeah, I get it," Colin said.  "But you owe me one."

   "Cool," I said.

   "Hey, two questions Jeannie," Colin said.

   "Shoot."

   "The stuff you told the guard about not being able to arrest you," he
said.  "Is that true?  That mall can't be the same as public property, and
there's gotta be some indecency laws in place."

   Jeannie scoffed.  "Oh, I just made all that up to confuse him.  You try
arguing the law with a pair of tits in your face."

   Colin and I laughed.  "Okay, second question," he said.  "What's this
'my end of the bargain' you mentioned in the parking lot?"

   "Oh, uh..." I said.  "We had a deal..."

   "Nothing," Jeannie said.  "Just between us." She smiled coyly, then
stared ahead at the traffic.

   Jeannie seemed to relax more as the trip progressed.  She and Colin
chatted about his breakup and aftermath, and he seemed to be quite happy
being single again.

   "You're not going to see anyone for a while?" Jeannie asked.

   "Nah, I think I'm done for a bit," said Colin.

   "Not even play around?" asked Jeannie.

   "Well, if something came along, I might.  But it would have to be very
casual, no strings attached."

   Jeannie had stopped covering her breasts with her hands by now, and was
lounging in the passenger seat.  She opened the window, and stretched as
the air hit her naked skin.

   "Mmm, that feels so nice.  I love warm afternoon California air."

   "Not worried about anyone seeing you?" I asked.

   "No, I don't care," she said, and just as she said so an SUV passed by
the left of the car and two guys held their arms out of their windows,
giving a thumbs up.  Their horn honked, and Jeannie smiled and returned the
gesture.  They waved, and drove off."

   "You seem to like the attention," I said.

   "I like being nude, and I don't mind being noticed."

   "So after the run through the mall, how do you feel about it?"

   "I'm fine with it, I guess.  I was scared as we were jogging through the
place, but we didn't get caught and nobody made a fuss.  So...I liked it."
She smiled.

   "Am I forgiven?" I asked.

   "Mmm...not quite." She smiled.

   "Would you do it again?" asked Colin.

   Jeannie paused in thought.  "Yeah, I might.  I just needed to get used
to it." She nodded.  "Yeah, I'd do it."

   "Would you walk into a store and order food?" Colin asked.  "It's
dinnertime, and I'm hungry."

   "Sure," Jeannie said.

   Colin laughed.  "Hey, I was just kidding."

   "Pull over," Jeannie said.  "We'll stop at the next burger joint and
I'll do the ordering."

   "Really?  You're serious?" he asked.

   "Come on, I'm hungry too."

   Colin pulled over at the next exit and drove up to the nearest giant
highway drive-through.  "You want me to come in with you?"

   "No, I've got this." Jeannie said, and she grabbed cash from me and
walked into the restaurant.

   Through the window we could see Jeannie's ass sidling up to the counter,
where stood a very surprised and nervous young man who looked like he'd
never seen a girl naked before in his life.  He protested a bit, and
Jeannie struck a few poses as she argued with him.  The man looked around,
then shrugged his shoulders and leaned forward.  Jeannie pointed at the
overhead menu a few times, and offered the money in her hand.  The man took
it, then raced around, placing whatever he could get his hands on into the
bag and quickly handed it to Jeannie.  She walked away from the counter,
turning back to wave at the poor guy, then sauntered out of the restaurant,
victoriously holding up a bag and a drink caddy in her hands.  She was
grinning widely, and shook her chest in delight.

   "Wow, she got fearless in a hurry," Colin said.

   "Maybe we should have her pump the gas next," I said.

   Jeannie entered the car, laughing.  "Did you see that?  I had the guy
floored!"

   "How come he didn't fight with you?  Usually they get the manager
involved and everything," I said.

   "He was out, so it was just the kid at the counter and he didn't want to
make a fuss.  He made some 'this is illegal' talk, but I explained I got my
clothes lost during that metal festival and could he ple-e-a-se be a help
and do me a solid?"

   "I'm sure he did a solid of some sort," Colin said.  Jeannie laughed,
and handed out the food.

   "That hit the spot," Jeannie said.  Soon after, it seemed like she was
re-energized, and back to her impish self.  As cars and trucks passed,
she'd wave at the passengers, and if anyone cheered or honked their horn,
she'd wiggle in appreciation.  Her titties bounced happily as she flirted
with her captive freeway audience.

   "Hey, you know what?" she said.  "I feel like driving.  Colin, would you
switch places with me?"

   "Um...yeah, sure," Colin said, and he pulled the car over.

   "Now don't do anything to draw too much attention, especially if there
are any cops," I said.  "Remember, your license expired."

   "I'll be careful."

   Colin kept the car idling, and he reached for the door handle.  "No,"
Jeannie said, "this will be faster."

   She got out of her seat, and made her way into the driver's seat,
straddling Colin, who was initially shocked at seeing Jeannie's tits in his
face.  But he gamely shifted out of his seat, and climbed over the
gearshift and switched places.

   "I don't know if you'd call that easier," he said.

   "Whatever," Jeannie said, and put the car in gear and drove back onto
the freeway.

   She rolled down the driver's side window.  "You know, guys, this feels
really cool.  You should try it."

   "Uh...maybe," I said.

   "No, seriously, you should!  You wouldn't believe how free and
unrestricted this feels.  The wind on your skin is like electricity when
you do it the first time.  It's a real turn-on."

   "Maybe some other time," I said.

   "What, it's great if I do it, but not okay for you?  You're a
hypocrite."

   "No I'm not," I shot back.

   "Yeah you are.  You just want to get off on seeing me naked in front of
strangers, all in the name of freedom.  But you won't do the same?  Hah."

   I sighed.  "Jeannie - "

   "She's got you there, bro," said Colin.

   Jeannie pulled the car over, and edged it to the shoulder of the
freeway. She put it into park and turned off the ignition.  Then she turned
around and faced me.

   "Now you listen here.  You think you can tell me I ought to go trying
things out, and I just might end up liking them, or that we should
experiment with our sexual ideas, but you don't let me do the same?  That's
pretty fucked up and one-sided."

   "Come on, Jeannie," I protested.  "Remember, I said that we could..."

   Jeannie cut me off.  "If you're gonna get me to go naked to satisfy some
sexual fantasy of yours, fine.  But I get to call the shots afterward.  And
frankly, you weren't very nice about it this afternoon.  But I did it
anyway.  So here's the deal: strip."

   "Why?" I asked.

   "Because you never know how you might feel until you try it, right? 
That's what you said...now I want you to tell me how you like it.  Take off
your clothes."

   "Oh brother..." I muttered.

   "This car ain't gonna go another ten feet until you do it!" she stared
at me intently.

   "As you wish," I said.

   "And be nice about it, or else you're gonna be dreaming up a lot more
sexual fantasies on your own!" she said.

   "Fine, fine," I said.  I removed my clothes down to my boxers.

   "Those too!" she said.

   "Okay."

   "See, it's not that bad, is it?" she asked.  "And you get to be in the
car, so it's not like you're walking through a crowded mall."

   Colin smiled at our interchange.  "Shit, now I'm gonna be the odd one
out."

   Jeannie smiled.  "Well, you could show some solidarity with my boyfriend
here."

   Colin ripped off his tee shirt, shorts and underpants, and started to
untie his shoes.

   "You can both keep your shoes on," Jeannie said.

   "Gee, thanks babe." I said.

   "Now, no cheating and putting your clothes over yourselves for the rest
of the drive!  In fact, I want you to put everything in the trunk like you
did with my stuff." She popped the trunk open.

   Jeannie looked at me.  "That means, get out and put your stuff in the
trunk, and close it up again."

   "What?" I protested.

   "If you go around the other side of the car, you can dump everything in
real quick and get back in before anyone notices."

   Colin handed me his clothes, and grinned with a "what the hell" kind of
smile.

   "Why me?" I said.

   Jeannie looked into the rearview mirror.  "Hey, is that a motorcycle
cop?" she asked.  "He's gonna wonder why we're pulled over, and then he'll
want to know why we're all naked..."

   "Fine, fine!" I sighed, and quickly bolted out of the car.  I crouched
by the side, then made my way to the rear.  I lifted the trunk lid, tossed
the clothes inside, and slammed it shut again before dashing back and
diving into my seat.

   Jeannie drove off, laughing.  "NOW you know how it feels to make me run
around naked in public!"

   "Alright, I get it," I said.  "I'm sorry.  Can we let bygones be bygones
now?"

   Colin laughed.  "Dude, she'll never let you live it down!  Better get
used to the fact that you're gonna pay for this for the rest of your life!"

   Jeannie laughed.  "You know Colin, for a single guy you certainly
understand women!"

   "I try."

   Jeannie rolled down all the windows, and locked them down.  "Doesn't
that air feel good?  Now we're all in this together, just a happy bunch of
exhibitionists enjoying the day."

   Colin leaned back in his seat, and rested his head in his hands.  "Not
bad.  I can dig it."

   "You're pretty relaxed about it, Colin," I said.

   "Hey, sometimes you just need to walk your talk and don't be afraid to
let your freak flag fly, man."

   More cars passed us by, with much honking and cheering as they looked at
us driving back to L.A.  in the afternoon sun.

   We finally pulled off at our exit, and drove about fifteen blocks to get
home.  We normally passed by a small park about three blocks away, and it
was empty in the late afternoon.

   Suddenly, the car began to lurch and shudder.  Jeannie instinctively
slowed down, and brought the car to a halt near a grove by the park.

   "Shit," she said.

   "What happened?" asked Colin.

   "It feels like a flat tire, or maybe something's wrong with the fuel."

   "I don't know about a flat, but we should check," I said.  "Oh wait,
what about our clothes?  They're in the trunk!"

   She looked at me.  "There's nobody around here, so you should be able to
get out, get your shorts on, and grab the toolkit and spare."

   "I don't know..." I said.

   Colin looked around.  "She's right.  You could make a clean break doing
it."

   "Me?" I asked.

   Jeannie sighed.  "Colin, would you perhaps be willing to be a gentleman
here?"

   "Okay," I said.  "Fine.  I'll do it.  Pop the trunk."

   "I'll help you," said Colin, "and we can get this done quicker without
anyone we may know seeing Jeannie."

   "Good point," I said.  "Okay?  On three..."

   We counted, and quickly opened the car doors and crept along the side
towards the trunk.

   Suddenly the car roared to life, and Jeannie revved up the engine and
sped away, laughing.

   "Fuck!" I sputtered, and we ducked into the grove for camouflage.

   "It's only three blocks," Colin said.  "And I know a shortcut if we use
the alleyways behind the houses."

   "Alright, let's go," I said.

   We began our streaking across the neighborhood, and fortunately Colin's
plan worked.  We kept along the walls behind the houses and hid behind
dumpsters, ducking and dashing from dumpster to dumpster, taking cover in
the oleander bushes, like spies in a movie.

   Finally, we got to our house.  I tried the back door to the garden. 
Locked.

   "Quick, let's try the side door," I said.

   It, too, was locked.

   "I'll creep along to the front," Colin said.  Soon he came back, shaking
his head.

   "Alright, one more thing to do," I said.  "Let's vault the patio door if
we can't get it open, and then we can get into the garage through the
side."

   We got to the wooden gate near the front of the house, which too was
locked.  Carefully and quickly Colin climbed over, and whispered, "Cool;
garage door's open."

   I vaulted the gate and jumped down.  I walked into the garage and found
Colin by the kitchen door, waiting for me."

   "Your girlfriend's hell-bent on revenge, man" he said, shaking his head.

   We walked into the kitchen, and the house was silent.  Colin motioned
for me to be silent, and pointed to the floor.  There, in the living room
was our clothes, laid out in a line like breadcrumbs, leading through the
hall and into the open door of our bedroom.  We looked at each other, and
made our way down, picking up our clothes.

   I sneaked through the bedroom doorway, and looked inside.  The room was
quiet and empty, but the sliding glass door leading to the deck was open.
We tiptoed across the floor and made our way over, stopping just shy of the
opening.

   There, on the deck, was Jeannie, sunning herself on the deck chair,
still naked.  We walked over.

   She looked up and smiled, and lowered her sunglasses.  "Hello boys," she
said.  "How was your walk?"

   "Oh, just fine," I said.  "We strolled through the park and shocked all
the old ladies and kids.  You know, no big whoop."

   "So now you know what it feels like to be made to walk through a public
area in broad daylight?"

   I sighed.  "All right," I said.  "Yes, I understand.  I'm sorry I pushed
you into this."

   "You're officially forgiven.  And for the record, I didn't mind being
naked at the mall.  I just didn't like how you forced it when you could
have tried to be more persuasive."

   "I'll remember that next time."

   "Colin, I'm so sorry I dragged you into this again," Jeannie said.  "I
was going to dump him and take you home, but you got out of the car, so I
had to do what I did."

   Colin smiled.  He was looking down at Jeannie, this time not exactly
making eye contact.  She grinned back, and wiggled in her chair a little
for his benefit.

   "That's fine.  It's been a fun adventure today."

   "Well, I do feel bad, and I've been wondering how to make it up to you,"
she said.  Suddenly she brightened.  "I know!  You could help me with
something."

   "What's that?"

   Jeannie turned to me.  "Honey, you remember that if I did this thing
today, you'd have to keep up your end of the bargain?"

   Now I got it.  "Oh, yeah...I see where this has all been leading to," I
said.

   Colin looked worried.  "Yeah, what's this bargain you were referring
to?"

   "Jeannie agreed to try showing off today if I...if I agreed to letting
her have a three-way."

   Colin looked surprised.  "A three-way?  With me?"

   "I didn't know; I was going to let her decide."

   Jeannie smiled.  "Well, I don't pick just anyone for a three way.  I
need to vet someone to make sure I like him."

   "Is that why you called me over today?"

   "Uh-huh," Jeannie said, smiling broadly.  "You're a great guy, and you
were really cool throughout the entire afternoon.  And you're not seeing
anybody, right?  How long has it been?"

   "Six weeks."

   "Well, that must leave you feeling awfully horny."

   Colin turned slightly red, and he was getting visibly aroused.  "Yeah,
it does."

   "Well, what's wrong with a little fuck between good friends?  I think
it'd be a great way to cap off our little bonding session today.  You've
been a real good sport the whole time...and you're really good looking to
boot," Jeannie said.

   Colin looked at me, slightly nervous.

   "How do you feel about this, bro?" he said.

   I shrugged.  "I'm fine with it.  I love guys looking at her and wanting
to fuck her.  That's why I wanted her to show off a little more publicly.
And I agreed to this too, so it's all good.  I'm glad it's you and not
somebody I don't know."

   Jeannie laughed, then lay back and began stroking her belly, rubbing in
more suntan oil.  Her body glistened in the late afternoon sun.

   "You know, it's been a fun adventure today...I got exposed to something
cool I'd like to keep trying, and..." she turned to me.  "You're right.  It
makes me feel really good.  And very horny."

   My cock began to stir, and harden.  Colin was getting more aroused, and
his dick hung in that swollen, half-erect state.

   Jeannie began to rub her tits, caressing them with oil, and flicking at
her nipples, making them point out, hard.

   "You know," she said.  "I do like exposing myself.  That feeling of
terror when you first do it really makes your blood flow.  I want to go
back again."

   "Anytime," I said.

   "And I liked showing off to the people on the freeway, too" Jeannie
said. "That was anonymous and more like performing."

   "I noticed."

   "And I like the idea of exposing myself...to people I ordinarily
wouldn't do that to." She turned, and faced Colin.  Her hand began to trail
down her stomach again, and ventured to her pubic region.  She began to
slowly caress her pussy.

   "Me?" he asked.  "Wow, you really planned this out!"

   "I stayed naked in the car and made you ride in the front seat with me
so I could make you check me out," she said.  "If that wasn't obvious, me
climbing on you was.  And I wanted to get you naked so I could get a good
view.  And all during a long drive home..."

   Colin was smiling nonchalantly, but I could see that he was tense and
breathing more heavily.  His cock was as rigid as it could get before
venturing skyward, and he was visibly struggling to maintain control.

   "Coli-i-in?" Jeannie asked coyly.

   "Yeah?"

   She was rubbing her pussy, spreading her labia apart and gently teasing
her clitoris.  "Would you please accept my apology and fuck me right now?"

   Colin bit his lip.

   "Ple-e-e-ase?  I am so very horny now, and you're very pent up.  I know
you want to, and I think I need more than one guy today.  It's fine, and
we'll always be friends.  So please say yes you'll fuck me.  Ple-e-e-ase?"

   Colin looked like he was going to burst right there.

   Jeannie waved me over, and took my aching cock in her hand, guiding it
to her mouth.  "See, I'm gonna suck my boyfriend's cock and lick it all
over and play with it in my mouth, but I really, really want you in my
pussy right now."

   Jeannie inhaled my cock into her mouth with a hard suction that drew my
engorged head right past the lips and over her tongue.  I groaned "ohhh..."
as she gobbled the entire length to the back of her throat.  Jeannie
grabbed my ass with one hand, and slid her middle finger of her other hand
up and down her glistening clit.

   Colin couldn't hold off any more, and he began to gingerly stroke his
dick, which grew harder with every tug.  He gently squeezed the shaft,
massaging its length until the blood filled it entirely and he was fully
erect at nine inches.

   Jeannie pulled me out of her mouth, gagging, and stared at Colin's cock.
"Holy shit," she said.  "I can't believe you're single."

   Colin knelt down and placed his tongue over Jeannie's pussy, and began
to lick away.  She moaned as he went down on her, making circles on her
clit, then licking up and down the inner labia, sucking at the lips, until
finally he plunged his long tongue inside her pussy and began to fuck her
with his face.

   Jeannie gasped in pleasure, and took me back in her mouth.  She made
loud, muffled moans of pleasure as she sucked away, deep-throating me.  She
put her index finger deep into my ass crack and made tiny, gentle circles
on my rectum, which made every nerve stand on end.  I caressed her perky
breasts, sliding my hands on the slick oil that covered them, squeezing
each nipple until they were completely hardened, like tiny pebbles.

   Jeannie's pelvis began to buck uncontrollably, and she spasmed as Colin
ate her out, gripping his head in her thighs like a vise.  She screamed in
delight, still muted by my cock lodged deep in her throat.  Colin licked
away throughout Jeannie's orgasm, and stroked himself while kneeling on the
deck floor.

   Finally, she collapsed, and Colin pulled his head away.  His mouth,
nose, chin and the front of his cheeks were shining from being covered in
pussy juice, and he too gasped for air.  He wiped his face off with one
hand, then applied the fluid to his rod, stroking it until it gleamed like
an oiled pole.

   Jeannie pulled my cock out of her mouth to get a better view of Colin's
dick, and she spread her legs wide, awaiting her new lover's member.  Colin
stood up, and aimed the head over Jeannie's pussy, and eased it gently
inside her eagerly awaiting lips.  He slid in very easily, and began to
pump back and forth, slowly and firmly with the attention of a skilled
craftsman.  She stared in delight as he pistoned in and out, and she
gripped my cock hard and jerked it in time with his movements.

   "Suck my tits, please baby," she said to Colin.  He leaned over and did
as he was told, and began to slap against her pelvis with increasing fury.
Jeannie lay back prone on the deck chair.  I straddled Jeannie's head and
dangled my cock over her open mouth, which she accepted and began to suck
again.  As she grew accustomed to this position, I began to jackhammer her,
plunging my cock in her mouth as far in as it could go.  She gagged
momentarily, then steeled her resolve and opened her throat wide to take in
my length.

   Colin pulled out and sat up in a kneeling position in front of Jeannie.
He grabbed her thighs and moved her to the side, motioning her to turn
over. She obeyed, and I pulled out of her mouth again to let her readjust.
Colin plunged into her and began to fuck doggystyle, and Jeannie
reciprocated by slapping her ass back into his pelvis as he slammed into
her.

   I grabbed Jeannie's hair and forced my cock into her mouth again,
pulling out to let her lick around the shaft and on my balls.  Then I
resumed fucking her face, reaching down to play with her titties as they
hung underneath.

   Colin gripped Jeannie's ass hard, and made tiny, furious strokes into
her pussy that pressed down on her G-spot.  She whimpered in tiny gasps,
and held onto my ass for support.  Suddenly she screamed again and clutched
my ass cheeks, digging in her nails as she came.  She pulled her head away
from my swollen prick, desperate for air.  "Ohhhhh...fuck..." she moaned.
"Fuck that's so intense..."

   Colin was red from his face down the entire front of his body to just
above the navel.  He breathed hard through his nose, and he began to speed
up until he was uncontrollably caught up in his building pleasure.  Without
warning he moaned loudly three times, then pulled out of Jeannie's pussy,
jerking his cock.  With a final "uunnhh" he shot his load in a thick,
creamy rope over Jeannie's back in a straight line.  It stayed there,
unmoving.  Colin scooped up a bit of it onto his index finger, and offered
it to Jeannie.  She obliged and sucked on it, hard, licking up every drop.

   "Mmm, that's so good," she moaned.  Then, she turned around on the deck
chair, lay on her side, and lifted one leg into the air.  I knelt down and
eased my aching prick into the soft, wet velvet of her pussy, and she
rested her leg on my shoulder.

   Jeannie grinned at me, exhausted.  "I don't know if I can cum again."

   I fucked her hard, pushing her leg forward like a sports therapist
stretching a hamstring.  With my free hand I rapidly diddled her clit, and
she began to moan softly at first, then louder and louder.

   Colin held his cock to Jeannie's mouth, half-erect but still swollen
from his orgasm, and Jeannie began to suck away with delight.  He teased
and tweaked her nipples, and she began to get excited from the experience
of fucking two men at once.  She pushed hard against my cock, and I could
feel the tense muscles of her pelvis as I sawed away.

   My body was on fire from all the foreplay of having my cock sucked, but
I kept fucking Jeannie as hard as I could, straining to keep from cumming
until she came first.  She moaned and whimpered, and Colin and I held her
firmly in place, our sex organs and hands touching every conceivable
erogenous zone.

   Jeannie's body stiffened, and she cried out again, this time grabbing
Colin's ass for dear life while I fucked her.  Suddenly she shuddered, and
her vaginal walls collapsed and shook, gripping my cock tight in short,
sharp bursts.

   That was enough for me.  I sped up, my body burning from exertion and
ecstasy.  I could not control the speed of my fucking any longer, and I
gasped as my orgasm began to rip through me.  I pulled out, and jerked off
my cock until I shot my load like a geyser.  My cum filled up her belly
button and dribbled down the sides of her pelvis.

   Colin began to moan again, and Jeannie pulled his cock out of her mouth,
and began to stroke it hard.  She guided him toward her tits, and with a
loud, guttural cry, he erupted all over them.  She stroked him until every
last drop was drained out, and he fell back onto the deck, breathing hard.

   "Oh wow," he said.  "Wow."

   We recovered together in silence, enjoying the cool air over our
sweat-drenched bodies.  Then, silently, we got up and made our way to the
shower together.

   After cleaning up, Jeannie held both me and Colin up to her naked body,
and kissed both of us deeply and full of longing.

   "You're right," she said to me.  "I didn't know if I'd like it until I
tried it."

   I smiled, and she said, "thank you for being cool about letting it
develop even more."

   I nodded.  To Colin, she said "I think having you as a friend is
beneficial for all of us."

   Colin nodded and caressed her hair as she kissed him again.

   Then, Jeannie shook her head and laughed.  She looked at us with an
impish delight and said "Well, there's more malls to conquer!  Temecula or
Bakersfield anyone?"

   We laughed.  "Next week!" Colin and I said in unison.